The Letting Go

with the desert dust upon my face I will see the coming of the Golden Dawn in the smiling hot Sahara wind where the sweet kiss of life lives on and on soon to touch that ground again sacred earth I’m found again I’m coming home we are family home to you Mokambaku I’m letting it go, letting it all go what’s meant to be comes back to me (the things I love I let go of) but first the letting go, the letting go free at last, I’m free at last standing on the edge of ancient silence as these salted tears stream down my burning cheeks now on my knees I ask the last drained from me oh let these red cathedral canyons teach brother son, rise and shine sister moon, rise and shine I’m coming home we are family home to you Mokambaku I’m letting it go, letting it all go what’s meant to be comes back to me (the things I love I let go of) but first the letting go, the letting go free at last, free at last we are family we all, we all, we all, we all, we all… at the final moment of my dying how could that release be ever sweet but the Goddess knows the golden answer …across the distance we are still in reach tears of joy, blood on sand dust to dust in the motherland I’m coming home we are family home to you Mokambaku I’m letting it go, letting it all go what’s meant to be will come back to me (the things I love I let go of) but first the letting go, the letting go free at last free at last free at last free at last