Women and men moved back and
forth
in between effect and cause
and just beyond the range
of normal sight
this glittering joker was
dancing in the dragon's jaws
Let
me be a little of your breath
moving
over the face of the deep --
i
want to be a particle of your light
flowing
over the hills of morning.
The only sign you gave of who
you were
when you first came walking
down the road,
was the way the dust motes
danced around
your feet in a cloud of gold.
But everything you see's not
the way it seems --
tears can sing and joy shed
tears.
You can take the wisdom of
this world
and give it to the ones who
think it all ends here!
Let
me be a little of your breath
moving
over the face of the deep --
i
want to be a particle of your light
flowing
over the hills of morning.
Marco Giunco |
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