Thursday, November 13, 2008

bluebird came and sat on my right shoulder

"i give up my fisted touch, my thoughts strong like fences
my totem-pole stature, body chipped to the bone
i'm nobody's saviour, and nobody's mine either
i hear the desert wind whisper, "but neither are we alone."

-lyrics from "proud crowd/pride cried" by ferron

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

how wonderful!! what a joyful experience that must have been! :)