Sunday, December 16, 2007

Painting by Chagall-The Weepies">

Painting by Chagall--The Weepies

Thunder rumbles in the distance, a quiet intensity
I am willful, your insistence is tugging at the best of me
You're the moon, I'm the water
You're Mars, calling up Neptune's daughter

Sometimes rain that's needed falls
We float like two lovers in a painting by Chagall
All around is sky and blue town
Holding these flowers for a wedding gown
We live so high above the ground, satellites surround us.

I am humbled in this city
There seems to be an endless sea of people like us
Wakeful dreamers, I pass them on the sunlit streets
In our rooms filled with laughter
We make hope from every small disaster

Everybody says "you can't, you can't, you can't, don't try."
Still everybody says that if they had the chance they'd fly like we do.

1 comment:

E.J.Walford said...

This is so, sight, sound, words, all, they moved me deeply....I have, in the past, lacked the imagination to enjoy Chagall. This changes things for me, for I too have changed, logic loosened, imagination tripping in from somewhere I don't recognize. John Walford, Dec 19, 2007.