the breath of source Astral Sound Temple

The sky inside you has no ceiling Astral Sound Temple

The horizon waits for no one, yet includes all Astral Sound Temple

The river carves patience into every shore Astral Sound Temple

You are not a drop in the ocean, you are the ocean noticing itself Astral Sound Temple

The soul walks barefoot through endless fields Astral Sound Temple

The sun does not strive to shine, neither must you Astral Sound Temple

Your breath is the original prayer Astral Sound Temple