I was cast out from my home. Or maybe I ran away.
To dry lands. I’m hungry. I need to become something more, to shed a part of me that seemed intrinsic.
And the waters are rising.
A slow, meditative and moody song.Lyrics: I ran from all l've known
to a dry land where now
seeking, seeking, seeking home
Fortnights passed aplenty, & was living hungry
learning from the serpents who hunted with the moon.
One vast & star-pierced midnight, a man emerged from darkness
Said ‘These lands you love shall leave us soon.’
He told me, ‘Floods they will course all across these creatures
These creatures know it rightly, see them climbing from the sands
He said ‘I dwell in stony ridges, high above the waters.
Come dwell with me as we wait for land.’
One dawn we were together, above the flooded badlands
He said, ‘Watch the sun trail crossing the waters down below.’
Long I sat there seeking, slowly growing patient
’Til I had nowhere else to go.
Stone to gold & gold to sky
Bones broke & scattered, once more & again
Stars who circle still long after they die
Guides guide still once they are slain
Floods seeped downward & flowed on to the ocean
Stone arounds on the ground was all I could see
The old man passed… & plenty joined me with his passing
All he lived now lives in me.
Now walk across these badlands, still learning from the serpents
finding forlorn singers, cast out from their homes
by instigating elders, wise as troubled waters
I come to them in their time alone.
I sing to them from heaven, deep within the waters
I sing to them as air deep within the stone
with a voice of slither serpents, wise as desert daughters,
where I wander is where I'm home.
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