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Watch as it starts to grow Forming from out of the earth From every crack and pore it flows From out of the ocean So wide and blue From out of the heavens So cloudy and wild From every rock and tree Out flows the essence |
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See as it shapes into the wind, Sense the awareness building inside it Feel it begin to move Gaining speed and strength From all it touches Its own power is driving It onward Over oceans and seas It will find its way |
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Fishermen cross themselves as it draws near They pray it will pass And it does Leaving their boats rocking In a strange shadow And gratefully they give collective sighs of relief And thank their different gods |
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Through the land it blows Flowers and trees bow their fruits Paying homage To what only they can understand Animals prick their ears And smell the air Recognizing the power That passes over them |
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It is seeking something It searches among the fields and hills Amidst the towns and cities of man Its destiny to fulfil Here is a vision of nature Ancient as the planet itself - Stranger then mortal man could imagine Unable to reason But aware of its purpose |
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- Hush now people - Feel the planet vibrate - Feed on the energy it radiates - Know something that understands - Neither evil nor good - Then let it enter - And touch you - |
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Alone standing on the sea-wall There waits a man Watching silver waves Kissing the shore Not knowing why he waits Or what has driven him to embrace the sea In all its glory And onward blows the wind Sensing that what it seeks is near Its purpose to be fulfilled Once more |
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A man in his youth And foolish pride A man with possessions, wealth and charm And gifts of material life But there’s a burning question Within his mind What are we? And who am I? |
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Now the wind will answer As it rolls over the seawall - It blows about him - Our hero turns to face it – And embrace it -. Where it strikes him - To the bone - A wondrous warm sensual - Breadth of life - |
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He is filled with visions - Of distant shores - Trees blowing lightly in - A tropical breeze - And water so blue like - a summer sky - Caressing the shimmering sands, Causing their crystals to resonate - In musical harmony - |
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His mind becomes a rushing sea His blood a flowing river And his soul is washed away - Into the deep - Swimming with countless waves of multi-coloured life Bursting through into the sky An eagle soaring high Touching a heaven We all seek to find |
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Then the heat now turns to cold, Of artic gales and glaziers high Where sheets of ice - Go floating by - And the wind leaves him Once more a man - Who stands alone - Lost and lonely upon the shore But now he knows what - He came here for - |
Raymond Baker. 1989
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