Creation Dream - Bruce Cockburn

    centred 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...

    (Ottawa  20/12/78)


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