Bruce Cockburn - Creation dream

Centred on silence counting on nothing i saw you standing on the sea and everything was dark except for sparks the wind struck from your hair sparks that turned to wings around you angel voices mixed with seabird cries fields of motion surging outward questions that contain their own replies... you were dancing i saw you dancing throwing your arms toward the sky fingers opening like flares stars were shooting everywhere lines of power bursting outward along the channels of your song mercury waves flashed under your feet shots of silver in the shell-pink dawn...