Wednesday, March 2, 2022

Silver sighs drift across the ocean waves
And I was passing by
Like a visitor who will only stay for a little while
Touch the water with my toes and then float away
And I could see the carnivals and ice cream cones as I floated on by
And I wondered what it would feel like to slip into a sigh
Beneath a canopy of mangroves in the Indian rain
Or below of whisper of cloud on a Bolivian plain
And I could see the voice inside yesterday and today and tomorrow
And before I knew it I was just passing by
Like an angel touching down on the ground
Like a breeze with a sleepy sound
The pillows of gold sunk into the sun
And solar wind grazed my neck with a quiet hum
And I was on the streets of Zanzibar
Hoping to write a symphony from afar
The music swells and the crash of the bells
Cascade in piano keys upon the sea swells
That slip across my toes in a sliding tide
And I ride and I ride and I ride
Across the keystrokes of light in an electric blue
Humming with light like life made anew
A moonglow trapped inside an echoing moonbeam
Once I breathed in the sigh of a dream
Slanted candles flickered in the wind
And there was a part of the sky that wanted to win
The battle against the sun and moon and stars
That glowed like ripples in a long-lost heart
Sometimes I think that Neptune was gone
When I touched down upon that distant star
And looked back with a telescope at a glittering Earth
Where I couldn't hear the hum of cars
In the closet of life the light bulb paused
In blinking out once more with the shift of Mars
And considered again the chances of waiting
For the dreams of tomorrow that left the lips aching
A sigh slipped out on gentle breath
With yearning eyes left sad and bereft
The driftwood was the last thing to lose
And I was sleeping before I even knew
That Mount Olympus drank the rain
Before it spoke to Lake Champlain
And told it to throw the mountain pass
Down the Rockies to the land of Steve Nash
And the Arizona sky breathed out a hum 
Which lingered on the lips of the Amazon
Th largest rivers hold the quietest tales 
Of river dolphins and seaweed gales
From Lake Titicaca to the Sargasso Sea
My toes dipped in a symphony
Of flying wind and fizzy bubbles
In Egypt I found a bird in the rubble
That gave the answer to the secret key
Before it flew away from me
And I was left searching like a forlorn ghost
For marmalade on morning toast
Which somehow came with tea in Spain 
Before I found myself running in the rain
Across the plain with the lions and zebras
And I fell asleep next to a cheetah
And awoke in the spring of Madagascar
With the festival of bells and wells and laughter
I couldn't remember at the first time of asking
Why I was there while you were fasting
I guess it was a way for me to live on
In the lilypads and the creek that runs
A babbling brook is like a forest potion
That your ears drink and your heart goes floating
I want to slip away from this place
And never touch down, down, down
Somewhere in the sky there might be a place
Where I could hear the sounds of grace
Sunlight drifting in through my window
As I am drifting off on my pillow
Why does the moon turn red in the evening?
And why does my bloodline keep on healing?
I never wanted to lose any blood
I never wanted to witness the flood
Noah's Ark just passed me by
And I was just waiting with a sigh
At a bus stop corner when in came the waves
As the tide crashed around I forgot to save
And I was just in awe of the rising sun
As it peeked its way in on day twenty-one
The calendar turned over to another year
And I just wanted to slip away my fears
The pen writes with an invisible hand
Sometimes in cursive and sometimes in slant
And God's fingers click across the keyboard keys
Like a modern churchlike symphony
And I was asleep at the first time of asking
And somehow the chance kept passing and passing
To open the closet to the pouring rain
The monsoon of light from heaven's refrain
I slipped through the door to another world
And slid across the marble floor
In the space airport a million miles away
And I sighed in the sleepy space rain
Don't let the echo catch in your throat
Don't let the water into your boat
Just drift away along above
With lightness like the wings of a dove
And I came back to the glow of bells and humming glasses
With little memories of mountain passes
I threw a rock into the ocean
And watched it come back to me with no commotion
These are the secrets of the gliding dew
That slips along the plant leaves too
These are the secrets of a crystal cave 
With a bright blue cool and lovely lake
Sometime ago and sometime again
Can the flute whisper again
Into the quiet lovely ears
Of yesterday and yesteryear
The snow is falling outside I think
Perhaps the deer stopped for a drink
I know the setting sun spoke to the stars
And told them it was their turn to veil from afar
Pinpricks of light and pinpricks of sound
Underwater you're in total surround
And you come up for a breath and you see the lighthouse
And take in a breath and return to the brighthouse
Night is brighter than a platinum flame
Day is deeper than a lake in Maine
Sometimes a sigh floats along with the breeze
And dips its feet in the springtime stream
Sometimes I float with the shimmering bubbles
That float away, away from me

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