Blue Spring

Thought one day I saw the clouds change

 asked the scene to stay for me

 Watched the sunlight outrun

 all my words, that were chasing in between

 And I looked for kindness in the land

 if a softness remained

 Dancer charts his course

 he’s teasing me for asking to stay

 From the summit to the helpless well

 Dancer fools the eye

 His masks and his laugh

 whistling up to the sky

 Piper’s humming in the barrenness

 he’s barely standing upright on the ledge

 Smile’s ringing out over the gorge

 it’s dark and dry in moonlessness

 Held myself up to his words

 I knew the picture well

 he says-can you turn this stone to bread?

 I’ll see you living from a memory

 Wanted to teach of the river’s rushing flood

 Build on shores in the light

 Now it runs over with laughter

 Turned cruel in the dust