Another Song

I need the sun & the wind on me
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& ancient rock beneath my feet.

I thought we were apart & I walked alone
& I sat down in my room & wept
But the sun shone in through my window wide
& you cried my dear I never left your side.

For I am the sun & the wind on you
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& the ancient rock beneath your feet.

I called out to your voice which I heard in my heart
I fear that I have lost my way
But you laughed & you sang & you touched my face
& you said my path brought you to this place.

For I am the sun & the wind on you
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& the ancient rock beneath your feet.

You create with your mind a thousand ways
Of hiding from your beloved's face
& you tell yourself that you're the only one
But the truth is, my dear, you're never alone.

For I am the sun & the wind on you
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& the ancient rock beneath your feet.

I went out in the sun & I felt the wind
& a bird was singing in a tree
But I couldn't find the ancient rock
& I couldn't hear the roaring sea.

I need the sun & the wind on me
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& ancient rock beneath my feet.

Beneath the road on which you stand
Is a thick layer of clay which covers the land
& beneath that clay where the bedrock dreams
is the gritty stone which was the strand.

For I am the sun & the wind on you
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& the ancient rock beneath your feet.

Turn your mind from all their noise
& listen now to the inner sound
The rush of blood running through your head
Is the ocean's roar on an inner shore.

For I am the sun & the wind on you
& the smell of the earth & the sound of rain
& the voices of birds & the roar of the waves
& the ancient rock beneath your feet.

Barry Patterson, August 1997.





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