Sands call me
From arid places
Where none walk
And all that lives
Lives in shadow
And all that lived
Lies in quiet
Beneath the hot sand
Whispering
Sands call me
From arid places
Where none walk
And all that lives
Lives in shadow
And all that lived
Lies in quiet
Beneath the hot sand
Whispering
Silent shimmers
In the air
Unseeable
Unhearable
Untouchable
Yet they are there
Bending the universe
And we know them
By their footprints
The clouds burst
And the sun beckons
And the rain smells sweet in the air
Halfway is troubling
Halfway is challenging
Halfway is where my failures go to wait
Halfway is mocking
Halfway is scolding
Halfway is when the urgency sets in
Halfway is one point
Halfway is one stop
Halfway is just a place upon a line
Halfway is quiet
Halfway is nothing
Halfway is just halfway, just halfway
Man eats the fruit
That he might grow hale
Man eats the prey
That he might grow strong
Man eats the land
That he might grow rich
Man eats the enemy
That he might grow mighty
Man eats the sea
That he might grow vast
Man eats the world
That he might grow godlike
Man eats
Man eats
Man eats
Till nothing remains
I would hold to you
Through the darkest night
Through the hardest storm
Through the coldest winter
For I would need you, too
Let no man nor woman nor child
Be ever made to act as if
Their lives are owed to any but themselves
I lit a fire in me
That I cannot put out
That I cannot ignore
That I cannot hide
I lit a fire in me
That demands I act
That demands I do more
That demands I be more
I lit a fire in me
Yet I fear
Yet I fear
Yet I fear
It may consume me yet
Let me etch you
Into the shadowed places
Into the hidden corners
Of my mind
Let me paint you
Upon the brightest walls
Upon the highest towers
Of my soul
Let me write you
In all the secret nooks
In all the lonely seats
In all the broken parts
Of me
Once I opened my ears
To the songs upon the breeze
To the whispers hidden there
To the secrets I once missed
And there upon the breeze
Was truth everlasting
A power greater than can be seen
Or imagined
There was a song
Sung by the trees
And the birds
And the grasses
And the soft clay and hard rock
Now when I open my ears
I hear it evermore