This is the morning of the age of Aquarius
breakfast is being prepared
light and love are on the table
but most people are running scared
the world is reeling, getting very unstable
so when it comes to eating the breakfast feast
only a few are able.
Folks are rushing around, still locked in the dream
not realising life is more than it seemed
locked in a dream of power, fear and fame
unaware that life began a new game
a game of remembering, discovering, awakening
to a quantum reality of love
souls coming home in an age of war and corruption
the Aquarian birth will be an eruption
and all that we know will change.
So let’s start the feast
break the fast of unknowing
feed on light, soak up spirit
and accept that we’re growing
into a single human family
released from millennia of insanity.
This is the morning of the age of Aquarius
since the dawn things have been chaotic
but when the crying’s done and the day begun
life’s becoming much more erotic
as we find the secrets in the sexual charge
and embrace things queer and exotic.
Aquarius is Ganymede, boy lover to great god Zeus
he pours from his urn, he delivers the juice.
When we get over the fear and shame about sex
and see it for the holy gift it is
when we cease the war on drugs
and embrace the shamans in our midst
who can teach the young, the old and the bitter
to fly with light and get off twitter
the journey to consciousness will proceed
it’s much more fun than corporate greed
Aquarius is sowing the seed.
SEED OF LIFE
SEED OF LIGHT
SPREAD THE SEED
DISPEL THE NIGHT
THIS IS THE MORNING OF THE AGE OF AQUARIUS
HAS NOBODY WRITTEN A SONG ABOUT IT YET?
Not untill now dear brother.
Now the songs of our futures can be sung. The story’s of our transformations be told. Our life struggles be sown into the fabric of our folklore. The future started today. We were there.
WoodChild.