O, Porcupine

Without a queen the locust swarm Turned the ground to black Descending like a shadowy tower On a fish's back And scattered the sticks Who crawled like snakes in the sand As the red clay took the form of a lizard Who rushed like a moth To the flame of my open hand My little world, my sad little world A speckled bird humbly inspired Ran across the road when it could have flown And it made me smile at the water's edge, Babylon As we laid and slept, the river wept for you, O' Zion! The stones cry out, bells shake the sky All creation groans, "Shh!" Listen to it! Messes of men in farmer poverty Not much for monks but we pretend to be Share a silent meal and a pot of chamomile Gypsies like us should be stamped in solidarity And I held you in my fond but distant memory While awaken with the Mother Hen to gather me Who regretfully wrote, 'You have a decent ear for notes But you can't yet appreciate harmony' Oh, porcupine low in the tree, your eyes to mine You'd be well inclined, not to mess with me At the garden's edge beneath a speechless sky As His friends slept, Jesus wept and now wonder And now you say you wanna be set free? And wanna set me free? Well, I'm told that can only come from A union with the One who never dies In my little world, in my sad little world I patched a plaster wall, my little world In my little world, I was waiting, just dying To take offense at something, in my little world In my little world, in my sad little world That's all there is in my little world In darkness a light shines on me In darkness a light shines on you I never gathered figs from a thorny branch I never picked a grapefruit off a bramble bush And for the past five almost six years now! You know you haven't once looked at me With kindness in your eyes You say, 'Judas is a brother of mine?' But sister in our darkness a light shines And all I ever want to say for the rest of my life Is how that light is God And though I've been mistaken on this or that point That light is nevertheless God