Sunday, 25 October 2009

Come To Me Singing

Come to me singing:
the buds will open to you
the birds sing with you
& all the sky ringing.

Come to me dancing:
the breeze will play round you
with sunlight all crowned you,
day beauty enhancing.

Come when you will,
I’ll open the catch to you,
lift up the latch to you
silent & still.

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