Wednesday, March 29, 2006


My heart is heavy
here in the mire
much too heavy
to lift

My mind and myself
join to conspire
to let ourselves go

Crystal blue
and a constant
lapping sound

You and me
and a quiet
laughing sound

The wind is the song
and we are the dancers
we frolic along
with no need for answers
for the wind is the song
and we are the dancers

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The last verse made me cry tonight John. From a soft spot in you it touched one in me. Can I add a verse...?

"The wind sings
with water and trees
the whispers soft
lifts and frees
my heavy heart"

Don't want to break in on your heart. I simply let it move me and sang my own harmonious verse with you.

Tell me about this sometime.