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And He said, "Come
in and go out.
Bring in a few stones and
scatter them about.
Rise up to the highest
point, then roll back out.
"Come forth to bathe
my heated soil.
Spring up to the sky,
then fall, again recoil.
Let all mankind see they
wonders and brief toils.
So they may know me.
"Ocean of manifest
you are called.
Spread yourself wide,
tide out and fear not a fall.
Bring on the rains and
devour all lands of tall."
So they may know me.
For that is their way.
And as beautiful as it
may be,
More so is the ocean,
sea, river and bay.
I
suppose you can guess I was brought up on the
Great
South Bay.
It's Still Sad
He stood above and spoke so wise,
But the people hated and dispised.
She clung to the building ledge,
But all laughed and rose their heads.
He cried in the gutter on the street,
But the public only showed their feet.
She received her firstborn, fatherless,
Only did she touch it or give a kiss.
He saw people who didn't exist,
The people chained his feet and wrists.
She looked for a truth today,
Thepeople stoned her and went their way.
He was happy and so glad,
Only inside He announced, "Sad. Very, very sad." |
