water and sky are flowing
and i am in between
one is wet
the other dry
i cannot see where one
ends and the other begins
i cannot separate myself
from these
and when i walk this open road
the sky is over me
and when i swim this rocky sea
the water
holds me in it's arms
and cradles me
i cannot see where one ends
and the other begins
i cannot separate myself from these
i am the bird that soars and hovers
covers ground on wing
i am the fish that slips and sways
through tidal pools and water weeds
i cannot see where one ends
and the other begins
i cannot separate myself from these
water and sky are flowing
and i am in between
one is wet
the other dry
i cannot see
where one ends
and the other begins
i cannot separate myself from these
Tuesday, 2 September 2008
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