Though there is stillness I can hear a heartbeat, Though I can't see you I can hear a sound. Through a veil I feel a hand near me Reaching through to the other side, Reaching through to the other side.
I recieve this body mine, From womb to grave I now walk an ancient line. One foot follows the other. This stone, this finite place. Is it limitless to touch the boundless? I hear a measureless rise. It seems so wondrous just to be alive.
Hindrances, distresses of substance, I turn them over. Those forgotten, I remember And gather them up in my arms. Like some magic thing twisted and winding It carries me on. Oh, how gorgeous! Oh, how gorgeous This struggle now! This struggle now, in time. Reaching through to the other side.