
#1 The Long Blink
**(Intro – spoken or sung softly)** *The journey of a life is just a blink…* --- **Verse 1** The journey of a life is just a blink, A short inhale between two silences. We think we have forever on the brink, But time dissolves like fog on morning's fences. We dress in bodies borrowed from the earth, A costume stitched with pleasure and with pain. Before the breath, we knew our sacred worth; The blink begins, and we forget again. --- **Chorus** Wake up from the long blink, wake up slow— You are not the costume, not the show. Timeless, formless, perfect, and still here: The love you're seeking has always been near. --- **Verse 2** Not in the muscle, not in bone or brain— The essence has no shape, no age, no face. It watches all the joy and all the stain, And never leaves its silent, perfect place. The world is where we wander and arrive, A market square of dazzling, loud display. We touch the loss so we can learn to thrive, And slowly feel the truth beneath the clay. --- **Chorus** Wake up from the long blink, wake up slow— You are not the costume, not the show. Timeless, formless, perfect, and still here: The love you're seeking has always been near. --- **Verse 3** Remembering is all the work we do— Not finding something foreign or apart. The love we seek is what was always true, A heartbeat buried in the stop-and-start. So do not fear the blink will end too fast. The blink is not the self—it's just the ride. What watches blinks has never breathed its last, And holds the one who blinks safe deep inside. --- **Chorus** Wake up from the long blink, wake up slow— You are not the costume, not the show. Timeless, formless, perfect, and still here: The love you're seeking has always been near. --- **Verse 4 (Bridge / Final verse)** Awake inside the dream of days and nights, You blink and smile and recognize the art: The long blink houses all your inward flights, And waking was just turning toward your heart. --- **Outro – Chorus (soft, repeat and fade)** Wake up from the long blink… wake up slow… Not the costume, not the show… Timeless, formless, perfect, still here… The love you're seeking has always been near.

