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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

The bubble

It floated out of the sunlight from behind a tree
sailing by in spite of stares and a strong breeze.
And by the wall and the corner and beyond among the pine trees
It kept to its immortality.

I gawked and looked in vain for its popped death.
It laughed at me and went on and on
till the sun took my sight
and it into her arms.

All was light. And I still human,
Wondering whether I would ever be able
to blow myself into oblivion
and sail on... and on.

2 comments:

A Hairy Snail said...

Let me sail, let me sail, let the Orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of Tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the Yellow Sea.

From Bissau to Palau - in the shade of Avalon,
From Fiji to Tiree and the Isles of Ebony,
From Peru to Cebu hear the power of Babylon,
From Bali to Cali - far beneath the Coral Sea.

From the North to the South, Ebudae into Khartoum,
From the deep sea of Clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands I've never seen.

We can sail, we can sail...
We can steer, we can near with Rob Dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye Ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail...


Enya, Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)

Twisted Humor Inc. said...

:)

nah - i still speak not much...

-[V]