Inner Guru

let me speak, with language itself
let me see, the burden you keep hidden in your chest.
i am a healer an eagle from the weast
i heard your cry and asked the wind to become my guide

tornados accompanied my way,
in your cold winter, your seizing touch.
look at me, let it come out..
she is here with me
with a powerful potion
the plant of a god.

i will dance,
with your coat of fear,
come along,
we''ll explore the sphere.