Awake

© Maggie Moor

Still you move me
Soft and still
My discreet form, motionless sorrow
I turn my naked heart again to you
Waiting for our souls to speak the truth

Awake my love, I’m waiting here for you
Waiting for our souls to speak the truth
I wait to share my secret place with you
Waiting for our souls to speak the truth
Still we lay here Hold my hand
Humming breathless
Songs in the darkness
Stark daylight we return to separate lives
Enchanted love my meadows long for you

Spoken Word:

In the vibrating blur, the soul speaks its true correspondence
From the ephemeral silence of the soul speaks a word, the word is love
There is a moment when you’re a blank space
It’s like a high as you’re deciding what’s next
The ecstatic mind, the body electric, past lives and the space between
Am I just a shadow of a shadow?

Awake my love I’m waiting here for you
Waiting for our souls to speak the truth
I wait to share my secret place with you
Waiting for our souls to speak the truth
Awake my love I’m waiting, waiting for you