Little seahorse
Swimming in a primal sea
Heartbeat like a
Leaf quaking in the breeze
I feel magic as Coyote
In the middle of the moon-wild night.
In the forge-fire time
Your mother glowed so bright
You were like a
Voice calling in the night
And i’m watching the curtain
Rising on a whole new set of dreams.
The world is waiting
Like a Lake Superior gale
A locomotive
Racing along the rail.
It’ll sweep you away
But you know that you’re never alone.
Little seahorse
Floating on a primal tide
Quickening like a
Spark in a haystack side
I already love you
And i don’t even know who you are.
Toronto //