Roots of Karametra - Grow With Us, Grow Through Us

I pressed my hands into the soil Felt something deeper start to coil Not just mine…no, not my own A thousand lives beneath the loam You don’t have to carry this alone You were never meant to grow alone Grow with us, grow through us Let your edges fall away Every root is reaching out Pulling you into the sway Break apart, become the field Every fracture finds its place In the pattern of the living In the body we embrace I held tight to who I was You were never just one form Afraid to lose what made me “me” You were never meant to stay torn Lay it down into the ground Let it feed what comes around Grow with us, grow through us Let your name dissolve in seed Every voice becomes the chorus Every want becomes a need Bound by branch and breath and bone Held within the living weave There is no more standing separate There is only what we leave Lay it down Lay it down Every name you carried Fold it in Fold it in You are no longer separate Grow with us, grow through us Let the chorus take your voice Every path returns to one Every end becomes a choice We are soil, we are bloom We are cradle, we are tomb Step inside and you will see You were always meant to be You were always meant to be…