Song

May 20, 2000

I awoke to the song in the woodland

Far from the traffic of man,

A trilling-note indeed

Sung through a timeless span,

And all our frightening speed,

The bottomless pit of need

Are nought to this song that ran

Its melody for man,

As loved to lover replied

A music to ever abide.

My soul-song covers the earth

Rejoicing in his mirth,

Rejoicing in silent trees

And ancient wonders as these -

A scent of rose on the breeze

My beloved's smile so deep

With joy of the new-flowering day -

That in my silence I keep

Calm of the inner way,

Firm in the spirit's stand.