and still there's no sign of you
I put my self in your place each time I find myself looking for you in my place
and find myself in your place!
It's easier to bear the longing today
And watch time trickle by without a word
and it is not love like love would be
if we were two to reproduce
but still love for two
to be.
It is not the love from mother to child
or child to mother
or lover to lover
or teacher to pupil
but the love of men and women
for one another
that I beseech
And in failing to grant it,
it is the wounds from lack of love
of mother, lover, teacher
men and women that sting
unhealed
.
Were we such parents
had we been such teachers
were we to find such women and men
in our selves
the people of the world would not have to worry
about all age
To stand side by side,
to be one in front of each other
to grant each other speech,
to live, to be, to know
that there's no hierarchy
amongst human beings
To love to heal
to work to heal
to heal to live
To acknowledge in each other the human stature that is our own
to heal the inhuman stature that we've imposed
To know that in the equality of the soul
we cannot abuse each other's form.
