Red Comet Dust

The endless blue Shadow inside you Gathered in you Disappeared in you Into the solid earth Into the solid earth I want to be true Like the solid earth I want to be true A red comet’s dust Falls in the field Re-marking the trail Now you follow that trail I want to be true I want to be true Like the solid earth The constant old witness To accept what I see in it What I think I see What I think I see What I think I see Looking out at me From the primal dust From the primal dust