Spin around the Sycamore
we dance and never Stop
and dusk falls on our mountain top.
the sky meets with the Earth
as we look towards the East
The Voices in my head
lay quietly at rest.
Behold the grace in my lover’s eyes
That would make a blind man weep
Grass between our toes
bleeds with Green and Stains our Feet-
in name of Mother Earth
in name of all that’s Free
as we dance I Beg you
“please darling look not away from me”
a wolf howls head up to the moon
for a baby she left breathless
and tears flow down our cheeks.
We whisper in the dark
And I ask You
“darling will you Hold my Waist?
while I lean Over this cliff
and look at the world Face to Face?”
Together we dance
right off the edge
to meet with darkness of night
we spin far away from Sight.
We fall with Icarus
and all those who fell from Grace
We plunge deep into the ocean
and see the Face of God.
and as we stare upon the Father
we dance and never Stop.
A Sycamore created by my lovely boyfriend. So simple and beautiful