Friday, 23 March 2007

Red Rocks

Shimmers of memory
Long before memory
Visions and echoes here
Long, long ago
Someone is singing here
At the edge of my hearing
Shadows are moving
At the edge of my eye
Others have walked this place
Others have wandered here
Left us their dreams
Long, long ago
Time before present time
Place before this place
They left their echoes here
Left us their blessing
Here in the rocks around
Under this sky
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