Faces

keep the message
in proportion
browse the mind
in devotion

hear the ripples
underwater
sweep the riddles
of the crater

i

run my little
run in tides
let's create
some ties

run my little
among fields
cross in
ancient rigs

with ourselfs
upon the shore
say it loud,
no words

start the journey
in one stride
low your shoulders,
drop your pride