Levels

LEVELS

Levels of being
From times early dawn
Levels of being
To reflect upon.

Some moving higher
Some holding still
The shift to a level
Is always a thrill.

Snatched from what's happening
Now in the dream
Maybe the levels
Are not what they seem.

Multiple levels
Each one always there
Inviting us over
If we only knew where.

(Chorus)
The pleasures are waiting
So what's the big fuss
Come on, level out now
Let's just be us.

© 2003 Betty Skufca

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