your wrong
it will always be heard
...and i never tire of the deep rumble
bridge o sound
whale song
Solomon's
rider of the seas
from pole to pole
with ear to shore
or inland in the maze of mountains
i am here
attentive to the inner makings of a heart
...and cry the rush of creation
assured the he is well
and suffers his own addiction to life
blessed be
blessed be the He