Internal Flight (poetic version) || Estas Tonne & Peter Moore || Original Version

This version of Internal Flight with Peter Moore (poetic version) was recorded in 2013 while working on the “Mother of Souls“ CD and the soundtrack of the Internal Flight, the movie. * Our beautiful and timeless collaborations with Peter started from the “Colors of White“ musical, which happened to be a one-time performance in Goa, India, in early 2009 along with Victoria Grebezs and many other wonderful artists. A few of Peter’s truly timeless poems such as “Make Space“ (“State of Grace“) and “Who am I?!” (“The Temple of Solomon The King“) have been recorded both independently (“Elemental“, the movie) and as part of the “Mother of Souls“ album. ** “Mother of Souls” ⭐💛⭐Digital download and streaming of this recording is available now!⭐💛⭐ Official website iTunes Bandcamp Spotify ▶️ Spotify playlist: *** Internal Flight, the movie. Russian version English version This version of Internal Flight (poetic version) has never been published until this moment. Music: Estas Tonne (“Internal Flight“, formatted for the poetic version) Words: Estas Tonne Text Edited: Peter Moor Visuals: Geri Dagys Audio Edit & Mastering: Leon Galperin TEXT: Part I: Silence Space A voice speaks from the stillness It whispers It sings It even cries out Sometimes it’s soft At others, very rough Like a wave, Breaking on the ocean shore Fragments of myself lie, Drying on the rocks Pieces of me Pieces of you Pieces of “we” Many facets of the same diamond United in One Breath The beat of my heart Echoes yours A rhythm that resonates in every living thing What if this voice that speaks in me is a Key? Inside, though trembling, I take flight Part II: What if I tell myself: “I know nothing”? Start from scratch The empty page There is so much to let go of So much to embrace! Part III: I stand upon the edge of an abyss My mind cries out in fear: “Don’t jump! You’ll die!” A million thoughts are whirling within Dead leaves, swept before a storm What will happen if I dive deep inside Face these “demons” That seem to hold my soul in chains? Beliefs Dogmas Ideals Who is the true me? Behind these masks of make-belief? What if I just pause Rest Unmoved by all the madness Letting everything Be As it is Unfolding Naturally Relaxing, I slip into the abyss Drop deep into the ocean of Internal Space Who am I? Please answer! Part IV: I’m falling again... Doubts taking over Questions, multiplying endlessly Despair engulfs me Loneliness Where am I? What am I doing? Why do I feel so anxious? Why was I born in this body? And you in that? Why do we seem so different? When each of us breathes the same breath? I need to find the Answer! Am I merely the contents of my mind? Are we all just different notes in the same song? Are all my precious beliefs Just passing clouds? Can I become a bird and fly? What will happen when I die? Is my story really true? And if so Who is writing it? Are all these questions just a jail for the naked innocence of pure perception? Am I already free? Giving thanks Relaxing into Trust I let go of this need to know I’m tired of constantly fighting It’s such a simple choice to make Moment-to-moment Opening Moment-to-moment Opening Part V: Where do we meet? You and I? I’m not talking about your name Your sex Your age How you look Or the job you do Emphasising difference, We miss the essence of who we really are The same pulse that throbs within your veins and mine Unites the sky and earth The sun The moon The stars I see you Smiling Seated in the palm of my hand And every time I find the you in me I leave the fear of falling far behind Part VI: What is there to describe? When all the words can ever really say is: “I love you” Inside, I smile Breathing into joy Part VII: Each dawn I’m born Each night I die I’m man Woman Bird Sky I’m a stone dissolving in the ocean I’m a wave that collapsing into the sea says: “At last! I see myself!” The sun is setting A gentle breeze caresses my skin Silence envelops sense Carries me within I’m One I’m None I’m All And every end is just a new Beginning… CREDITS: Peter Moore #estastonne #эстастонне #petermoore #pendragon #internalflight #poeticversion