SPIRIT OF THE VALLEY
Yes,
The Valley Spirit cries often nowadays,
Dreaming of that star scattered night
Where two of us met,
And believe me when I say…
Just the two of us.
Alone and totally in love,
Engulfed in the Great Quiet
Of that Silent Worker
Dancing in our minds –
Above and beyond
The silly comprehension
Of right and wrong,
Good and bad.
“I suppose said she,
I shall love you once again,
But not till the seasons stop chanting
The countless tunes of immeasurable hours,
And promise never to leave my blue empty heart.”
And today, the Valley Spirit
Cries ever so often!