It's Torn

I see you in windows

That open so wide

There's nothing beyond them

And no one inside

You kick off your sandals

And shake out your hair

The salt on your shoulders

Like sparks in the air

There's silt on your ankles

And sand on your feet

The river too shallow

The ocean too deep

You smile at your suffering

The sweetest reprieve

Why did you leave us?

Why did you leave?

You kick off your sandals

And shake out your hair

It's torn where you're dancing

It's torn everywhere

It's torn on the right

And it's torn on the left

It's torn in the centre

Which few can accept

It's torn where there's beauty

It's torn where there's death

It's torn where there's mercy

But torn somewhat less

It's torn in the highest

From kingdom to crown

The messages fly

But the network is down

Bruised at the shoulder

And cut at the wrist

The sea rushes home

To its thimble of mist

The opposites falter

The spirals reverse

And Eve must re-enter

The sleep of her birth

And up through the system

The worlds are withdrawn

From every dominion

The mind stood upon

And now that it's over

And now that it's done

The name has no number

Not even the one

Come gather the pieces

All scattered and lost

The lie in what's holy

The light in what's not

The story's been written

The letter's been sealed

You gave me a lily

But now it's a field

You kick off your sandals

And shake out your hair

It's torn where you're dancing

It's torn everywhere