The World Became the World

Outside my window

In the courtyard of the world

The gentle rain was falling

No breath of wind

No cry of beast or bird

Too quiet, too still, I turned

To see the raindrops

Like a thousand poet's words

Splash their circles on the stones

And seem to wash

Over everything with love

And for a moment the courtyard heard

Until the sun

Came bursting through the clouds

Hung up his rainbows in the sky

And with a laugh of flames said

Now go chase the gold

And the world became the world

Now we're all travellers

Some seekers and some sought

Who leave the courtyard

To be caught

In nets of self, damned, certainty and choice

But do you believe our voice?

You've got what must belong to me

I need, I'll bleed for more possesions

You, you've got no right to disagree

Bow, kneel or fear my aggresions

Thank God if sometimes

Your oyster holds a pearl

When the world remains the world