| Big Ship Winds When the winds enter this gate the dandelions spin and spin, twist, fall apart and the dapples dance sweetly upon the earth it is then that I wave goodbye to bouquets of dreams watch them drift away on big ship winds life lines of countless horizons forbid my sky to expand and the roots of trees lead tourniquets to veins where choking becomes as natural as breath and salvation lay awake in an unmade bed i wonder about the intimate sands of our youth now it spins and spins, in and out of time rocked tides ...... shalome � 2004 |