Life at Dirt's Level
Cosmic sky on high
shooting star afar
satellite glows tonight
whipporwhill fleet and sweet
Earthly fears and tears
people stare and glare
run inside to hide
no race in this place
Constant motion in the ocean
whales glide and seals slide
very deep the unknown sleep
waves crash in raves
I would fly high
or sleep in the deep
my hurt clings to the dirt
my heart locked in the dark
(c) Mike Dedek 2001