Listen To The River

The fisherman used to dive into running water And take a shining sixpence from the floor Now he's waiting for the Salmon of Knowledge To help him wade out from the shore He looks down on the lake on a sunlit morning Loves the ancient world that is within The surface shadow is his simple warning Transformation must begin Close your eyes Open your heart now Close your eyes The rain pours down on Barley Harbour As expectation fills the pier The fisherman looks out on the horizon The Salmon of Knowledge is coming here Let the bells ring out in the heartland Let all the poets come to pen May they write in praise of celebration The salmon goes upstream once again Close your eyes Open your heart now Close your eyes Listen to the river...