This the Open Ground

Photo by Jack Leishman
Photo by Jack Leishman

This the Open Ground

This the open ground
This the pure eagle’s sound
This, this the breathing Earth
This, this the timeless dream
This, this the crystalline stream
This, this the breakthrough supreme


Take the grief from your brow
Wash away revenge from your now
Go, go where the river’s dancing white
Go, go where you left your spirit-sight
Do you not feel the sacred feather in your hair?
Have you forgotten it’s still there?


Fly, fly the eagle’s sky
Ride, ride the eagle’s cry
Glory every cloud with your flight
Leave fiery trails in the darkest night
But do not let your mind paddle those ruined lakes
Do not drown in all the bloody heartbreaks


This the open ground
This the pure eagle’s sound
This, this the breathing Earth
This, this the timeless dream
This, this the crystalline stream
This, this the breakthrough supreme


This, this is the time to let fly
This, this is the time to say goodbye
This, this is the time to take hold of the sky
Chant, chant your rivers sparkling wild
Chant, chant your rivers down to the sea
Chant for every bird and every tree
Chant, chant for you and me
Chant, chant the Great Mystery


Take your hurt to where the river’s dancing white
Take your past to where the drums beat all night
Take your hurt to where the river’s dancing white
Take your naked spirit into the firelight


Let the bare truth raise you tall
Until you can see above every wall
This, this your spirit’s door
This, this your farewell to a dead shore


This, this the open ground
This, this the pure eagle’s sound
This, this the breathing earth
This, this the Holy Day
This, this the Invitation that will not go away
This, this the Invitation that will not go away


Lyrics written by Robert Augustus Masters/Music composed by Diane Bardwell

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