july 21, 2002, 8:09 p.m. - creation dream

centered on silence
counting on nothing
I saw you standing on the sea

and everything was
dark except for
sparks the wind struck from your hair

sparks that turned to
wings around you
angel voices mixed with seabird cries
fields of motion
surging outward
questions that contain their own replies

you were dancing
I saw you dancing
throwing your arms toward the sky

fingers opening
like flares
stars were shooting everywhere

lines of power
bursting outward
along the channels of your song
mercury waves flashed
under your feet
shots of silver in the shell-pink dawn..

Mmm. I love this CD.

love,
Beth

And don't you feel The current mood of rabbut at www.imood.com today, too?



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