Love
© 2017
You're out fishing, somewhere, drifting
on this ocean that you love
I'm sitting waiting at the water's edge
Sun burning high above
Dunes shining white, deep green drooping leaves
waves gently lapping the roots of the Mangrove trees
Santa Maria, Mozambique, 2006 |
I want to see you glad
I draw you a huge and tasty one with my pencil in the sand
I'm caught up in forever
my gypsy heart at peace
I close my eyes and see you
a man out fishing on the seas
Today my heart is not wondering what lies beyond the distant blue
or where the dhow on the horizon is slowly sailing to
for once the wanderlust is still
and I'm dreaming just of you
Did you know I'd fall in love with you here
on this journey through tangled forest and open green
along the trail of wild flowers down to the crystal clean
Santa Maria, Mozambique 2006 |
that I have to go away
I wonder if this whispering breeze will blow me back to stay
The tide is almost in now
carrying you back to me
Sun is slowly sinking
as you come in safe from the sea
I'm a thousand miles away now
but if I close my eyes I see
the blue-green waters of paradise
and a man I love out fishing on the sea
Mozambique 2002
Santa Maria, Mozambique 2005 |
I thought of you today and the winter wind sighed my sorrow
but I had to wander further, for it is the Sun I follow
I dreamt of you last night,
and in my dreams the clouds wept with me
I awoke and felt so lost
and discovered the meaning of lonely
KwaZulu Natal, South Africa 1995
|
I sang of wanting and sweet words of love
I stood alone in the still dawn
in the dewy grass with golden skies above
the sun had not quite risen
Moon was saying hello to day
and I blew a kiss on the fresh morning air
and sent it to you far away
I sat on the side of a bubbling stream laughing merrily on its way
I closed my eyes and pictured you there
and told you all I needed to say
I told you how I loved you and wanted to hold you tight
I whispered how I missed you and cried for you at night
I said that you were like the shore
and I was the restless sea
you are the strong Oak standing tall
and I'm the summer breeze
I sobbed for you to come wandering with me
hand in hand travel the world wide
but you were silent and did not answer
and I bowed my head and cried
Ireland 1998 |
of winding paths beneath the setting sun
I spoke of golden seas and valleys
but still you would not come
I showed you the eagles soaring high
to teach you how to be free
you just laughed and smiled
you would not fly with me
I tempted you with the visions of a drifter
of someone that was born to roam
but you shook your head
my heart was sad
and I wandered on alone
So now I'm sitting all alone
restless
without sleep
lost
bewildered
far from home
I curl up and begin to weep
I thought of you today
and prayed to god to keep you safe from harm
I'm lost,
tossing on turbulent oceans,
and you're the harbor still and calm
1996
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