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Standing in Front of 32 Mirrors
Hermes
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Inner Child
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Native Winds
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Peace Be Still
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Children of the Copperfields
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White Wolf
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Hermes
By Ari John White Wolf
 This
particular piece. I wrote for our elders. I think to often people
forget that they already went through our issues. The wisdom is the
result of the endurance from over coming various obstacles in life.
Endurance and hope helps us to get to the other side of it. We
definitely learn to relax more and more over time.
Another
aspect of the song. is that it speaks about the silliness of
holding onto things. Everything is a choice, and nothing really
matters. Meaning it probably isn't as big a deal as we are making it
out to be in our head.
The
Lyrics themselves are based on an ancient document. The author is
Hermes Trismigistus. Estimated to have lived around the sixth century.
He wrote an alchemist document. It was called The Emerald Tablet.
I stepped out of the breath of
the dragon
then climbed down the
mountain, into the valley
there I found a meadow, with
an old gray haird man
I said "sir can you teach me,
wisdom?"
I could hear the dragon start
singing
Nature strives for perfection,
if we look we can all see
everything is a choice and
nothing really matters
it's the elixer of life, the
beginning of the end
what is above is like that
which is below
miracles are seen by the naked
o father sun, and mother moon
won't you please carry the
child in the winds belly
let the earth be its nurse
I could
hear the dragon start singing
Nature strives for perfection, if we look we can all see
everything is a choice and nothing really matters
This power is strong on the earth, take that from the fire
Then step away, step away, step away from the pain
I want to be a part of heaven and earth
so that the shadows, the shadows, those shadows will leave me
I could hear the dragon start
singing
Nature strives for perfection,
if we look we can all see
everything is a choice and
nothing really matters
Hermes whispered in my ear and
said
that which I had to say of the
operation of the sun, is perfected
then somehow the breath of the
dragon
it seemed to climb up the side
of the mountain, and disapear into the sun
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