[Verse 1]
Beneath my feet, the ancient ground,
Where strength and stillness can be found.
The roots run deep through stone and clay,
Holding firm through every day.
Before the branches touch the sky,
Before the eagle learns to fly,
There must be earth, there must be stone,
A sacred place to call my own.
[Pre-Chorus]
When the storms begin to rise,
And fear is standing in disguise,
I remember where I start,
The steady rhythm of my heart.
[Chorus]
Muladhara, roots below,
Teaching me the strength to grow.
Foundation strong beneath it all,
The place that catches when I fall.
Muladhara, red and bright,
Anchor through the darkest night.
Safety, comfort, peace, and grace,
The sacred ground I can embrace.
[Verse 2]
Every dream that’s yet to bloom,
Needs a place to find its room.
Every chakra, every light,
Rests upon this base of life.
Security within my soul,
Keeps the scattered pieces whole.
Not through fear or holding tight,
But trusting I will be alright.
The earth beneath me softly sings,
Of simple, ordinary things.
Food and shelter, love and home,
The gifts that keep me standing strong.
[Pre-Chorus]
When uncertainty appears,
And I am shaken by my fears,
I return to what is true,
The ground that always pulls me through.
[Chorus]
Muladhara, roots below,
Teaching me the strength to grow.
Foundation strong beneath it all,
The place that catches when I fall.
Muladhara, red and bright,
Anchor through the darkest night.
Safety, comfort, peace, and grace,
The sacred ground I can embrace.
[Bridge]
Deep within the root of being,
Lies a power rarely seen.
Silent as the sleeping dawn,
Waiting for the journey on.
Kundalini rests below,
Coiled within the roots that grow.
Life force dreaming in the earth,
Guarding wisdom from my birth.
Patient as the mountain stands,
Holding all within its hands.
Waiting for the time to rise,
And carry spirit to the skies.
[Final Chorus]
Muladhara, ancient flame,
Grounding every step I claim.
Strong enough to bear the weight,
Of every dream and twist of fate.
Muladhara, source of trust,
Built from earth and stone and dust.
The root from which all light can start,
The steady center of my heart.
[Outro]
Roots below and stars above,
Holding fear and holding love.
Muladhara, guide my way,
And keep me grounded every day.
Wildpaw
