I am leaving my past behind,

Letting it flow in its own direction,

In its own flow,

Like the river stream is flowing,

Like the ocean breeze is blowing,

Letting it go in its natural

Harmonious flow,

Being in its own rhythm,

In its own music,

In its own way.

I am leaving my past behind,

Letting it go with all its sorrows,

And frustration,

In their mutual integration,

Letting it all go

In this very moment,

Letting it all rise

And die

In the flame of my fire,

In the flame of my inner wire.

I am leaving my past behind,

In the mystery of this very night,

In the heart of the rising moon light,

In the dying and still bright

Flame of the fire,

In its indigenous wisdom

And its gentle embrace,

In its firing kingdom

Of the firing lace,

Lace of my past.

I am leaving my past behind,

In the genuine wire

Of my personal fire,

I am leaving my past

Behind.