Sunday, November 22, 2009
When you went to the fire,
What did you see?
A beautiful woman looking at me.
With fire in her eyes,
And sparks in her hair,
I was delighted to dance with her there.
When you went to the ocean,
What did you see?
A beautiful mother looking at me.
With rain in her eyes,
And foam in her hair,
I was delighted to lie with her there.
When you went to the forest
What did you see?
A beautiful maiden looking at me.
With birds in her eyes,
And wind in her hair,
I was delighted to sing with her there.
When you went to the mountains
What did you see?
A wizened grandmother looking at me.
With stars in her eyes,
The moon in her hair,
I was delighted to live with her there.
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