Night lingers endless,
The curtains of my room.
A single bird sings
Startling the silence,
First Walk With You
Long trees slender lean their distant heads upon the sky
Clouds gather there and breathe above the glade
Where you and I have lain upon the cool pine-leaf
Scattered turf, and look aloft, beyond, above our
Rain-damped place on earth.
Dark birds wheel and wandering turn
Their spiral roads; the morning breeze stirs
Long pines' leaves and sends soft scents below.
Dizzy is this time of waiting, silent turning
Strong hearts beating; Waiting, listening, silent seeing
Long trees pray their morning greeting.