No footprints when we go

clearing fog copy

mist hangs above the hills

above mist hangs stone face of mountain

above mountain face hangs a net of sky-

crack! there are wings and they rip the net!

                  

and the Dance flows on

                  

everything flows toward the rim of that shining cup

 

crossed sticks lie on earth

between crossed sticks-pile of ash

something rises on the wisp of smoke

dog’s feet move by fast!

                  

and the Dance flows on

everything flows toward the rim of that shining cup

 

through these channels/words

i want to touch you

touch you deep down

where you live

not for power

but because i love you

so

love the Lord

and in Him love me too

and if Him go your way

and i’ll be right there with you

leaving

no footprints when we go

no footprints when we go

only where we’ve been. a faint and fading glow…

 

 

mainly Baniff  9/7/78

From ; Bruce Cockburn’s album “Dancing in the Dragons Jaw’s”

1979 High Romance Music Ltd. All Rights Reserved.


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