from dave - Wednesday, August 07, 2002
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I wrote this piece two years ago.
The sea will splash from side to side
echoing tides of anger
Robust winds against you fly
mellowing you on the inside from ice to kinder
Oh with you out there,
how long have I listened but did not hear?
Oh fool years now amid evaporating air,
how long have I glistened but failed to steer clear?
From rocks sharp and treacherous guides
Above inviting pools of sharks to under Earth slides
He said he did not hear the echo
that he did not feel the wind blow
She said she did not kiss the echo
Her head down, she says she was crying so, she did not see the rainbow
The dove, the mountain cat
the blind, the un-expected and the maladjusted
will all have a place under the sun
Come out now all that are bashful
Step aside you talented and study to unlearn you minds
Shed the garments of warmth to the Pole
Where man powerful, the bear strong and the fish weak, share a common fate
The sun sets on all and the moon rises above all
Echo me now I say, echo me. 'Till dawn comes, echo me.