Far away from old men
with beautiful manners
Waking beneath the sequoia ceiling
knowing that before the sun has risen
the herons will turn to disturb the skies
I look to see you sleeping
as still and as perfect as the rocks
containing all the silence
of the jet black quiet of the sky
and all the patient dignity
of the human form
You leave
You leave and drift in flight
with these ghostly pre-dawn herons
launching to meet the light
You leave
You leave and drift in flight
with these ghostly pre-dawn herons
launching to meet the light
Asleep but like the rocks you are
with beautiful manners
Waking beneath the sequoia ceiling
knowing that before the sun has risen
the herons will turn to disturb the skies
I look to see you sleeping
as still and as perfect as the rocks
containing all the silence
of the jet black quiet of the sky
and all the patient dignity
of the human form
You leave
You leave and drift in flight
with these ghostly pre-dawn herons
launching to meet the light
You leave
You leave and drift in flight
with these ghostly pre-dawn herons
launching to meet the light
Asleep but like the rocks you are