We barely remember
Who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here, right now.
Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me.
Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, we are eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Alive, I
In this holy reality, in this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me.
Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me,
Feeling eternal, all this pain is an illusion.
Twirling 'round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and
celebrate this chance to be
alive and breathing,
a chance to be alive and breathing.
This body holding me
reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment, Remember,
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion.
This song can be interpreted as a example of the soul.
How many times, i have died, will die. I don't mind. The pain our physical selves feel is not real, but an illusion in the grand scheme of the soul.
Cherishing every minute we have in our physical bodies is emphasized, for this life in this body is temporary, even though our souls are eternal, we may not be reborn as ourselves in our appearance we recognize, nor can we remember our former selves. The mathematics are determinate.
At the expiration of this body, you, i and all humans are faced with the question of judgement or rebirth. Celebrate this chance again to be alive.