I will have poetry in my life,
and adventure, and love.
Love above all.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

your body was a map.

Don't you love it when you discover new music on your ipod that you never knew you had? Somewhere between trying to find a way to eradicate child poverty in the UK and understanding the underlying issues behind the awful "ethnic cleansing" happening to the African immigrants in Italy (its been a long day),
I found the Great Lake Swimmers :)

I was lost in the lakes
And the shapes that your body makes
That your body makes, that your body makes
That your body makes

The mountains said I could find you here
They whispered the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
Your body was the map, I was lost in it

Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you, and now you’re mine
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you, and now you’re mine

I was moving across your frozen veneer
The sky was dark but you were clear
Could you feel my footsteps
And would you shatter, would you shatter, would you

And with your soft fingers between my claws
Like purity against resolve
I could tell, then and there, that we were formed from the clay
And came from the rocks for the earth to display

They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind blows a venomous rage through your hair
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rages through your hair.

Your Rocky Spine-The Great Lake Swimmers

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