a natural disaster (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} a_renunciation) wrote,@ 2009-11-06 22:01:00 |
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I was a log in the waves last time you saw me;
end over end I was thrown while I endlessly groaned,
"Hold my hand--won't someone come surf me?"
and of course no one came.
You stood and watched the wash of water edge me hopelessly into the seawall,
and there I stayed, and quickly decayed, and we all swapped molecules.
Now with a wave of my hand I command you to see me:
I'm more like a mountain this time, unmoving alpine decked in fog and concealed in snow clouds-
you're the farmer below
and if you see my face once then through 12 cloudy months you will know that I'm there behind curtains;
you'll know mountain light through thickness of night
see me
end over end I was thrown while I endlessly groaned,
"Hold my hand--won't someone come surf me?"
and of course no one came.
You stood and watched the wash of water edge me hopelessly into the seawall,
and there I stayed, and quickly decayed, and we all swapped molecules.
Now with a wave of my hand I command you to see me:
I'm more like a mountain this time, unmoving alpine decked in fog and concealed in snow clouds-
you're the farmer below
and if you see my face once then through 12 cloudy months you will know that I'm there behind curtains;
you'll know mountain light through thickness of night
see me
