Language of Spirits

November 9, 1998

My friend, music is

The language of the spirits

When birds sing, do they call to the flowers

Or do they call, to the trees, or to the streams?

 

For man in his understanding, cannot know

What the bird is saying

Nor what the stream is murmuring

 

When the ocean

Waves crash upon the shore

Can man in his understanding know

What the rain

What the breeze

What the flowers know?

 

Man in his understanding

Cannot know

What the bird is saying

Nor what the stream is murmuring

 

In your depths

We deposit all our hearts

All our soul

 

The spirits taught us to see with our ears

And to hear with our hearts

 

The spirits taught us well

 

Words by Mark from “Cactus Farming At The Ends Of The Earth” first published by Miracle Grow 2001.