is a living thing

is a swelling beast that swallows us whole



is radiant

and winged

she carries us to great heights


to be let down once more

and swallowed by our old friend



oh raise me once more

i beg of you

lift me from this tortured ground


let me feel

the wind  the rain  the sun

let me be high above


so i can see those

that lie hurting

so that i can see beyond




so that i can send you

to pick up

the down trodden  the broken  beaten


to stand on mountains

to raise them to such great heights

that we see each other fully

and you   joy  will increase

and we will remain high above

standing on mountains