December 29, 2010

Everything About It is a Love Song



If I ever come back as a tree, or a crow
Or even the wind-blown dust
Find me on the ancient road in the song when the wires are hushed
Hurry on and remember me, as I'll remember you
Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates
The earth is blue
And everything about it is a love song.
Everything about it.
~P. Simon

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