Passing through the valley of illusion Encountering the many masks of maya Invitations to take up abode But we decline - we must go higher
On the mountainside the voice of doubt Says "Do not try - it is much too steep" But ever upwards we must go We have an appointment with destiny to keep
Arriving at last on the mountaintop A place where the earth can touch the sky What seemed like an end is really a beginning There are others to help - it is time to fly