Little seahorse

swimming in a primal sea

heartbeat like a

leaf quaking in the breeze

i feel magic as Coyote

in the middle of the moon-wild night.



In the forge-fire time

your mother glowed so bright

you were like a

voice calling in the night

and i'm watching the curtain

rising on a whole new set of dreams.



The world is waiting

like a Lake Superior gale

a locomotive

racing along the rail.

It'll sweep you away

but you know that you're never alone.



Little seahorse

floating on a primal tide

quickening like a

spark in a haystack side

i already love you

and i don't even know who you are.



(Toronto 14/12/75

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