One Life

If we were one God, we would feed each other
everything; and everything would eat us,
and we would never die.
My tongues would serpent in your temple
where water becomes blood;
and the pink imprint of our lips would be
a talisman above the bed.
We would not need
to protect our skin from light; we would not need
to protect our skin from skin;
and nothing red would be unclean
at the mouth of the Tigris.


Long before there was one father in the sky
Words did not confuse and everything was all one life

All that dreams and greens and breathes its life
Back into you and you into me and me into trees
We're all one life


I am a green man, and I am my messiah now.
I am not embarrassed, I am not alone, I am
not afraid.
I cannot lose anything, for nothing is mine.
And I will never be hungry, for everything is mine.


Look into each face
One storie's written in lines
All the waste, when after all we're mud and light

All that dreams and greens and breathes its life
Back into you and you into me and me into trees
We're all one life

I love you. . . .


© 2005 Richard Fammerée/Nomadica Musica & Poetry, ASCAP