Rising Rift
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009

 

Let the rift lift you up
Up over the mountain top
Up over the cliffs that drop
Up over the drifts that rock

Let the rift lift you up
High over the mountain edge
High over the fallen henge
High over the rising stones

Let the rift life you up
Into the sun in the sky
Into the clouds that pass by
Sit by the birds that there fly

All, and Alone