The Meadow

 What is this song that has breached my mind,

That now nurtures my soul with the milk of the divine,

That echoes the passing whims of the years passed by

And washes the long hall of my future clean?

In the nectar of daylight, I breathe deep

The intoxicating presence of your soul.

Such joy as this has no toll.

I’ve come from the shadows of all the past songs I have sung,

To rest naked, in the light, with you, my love.

This song is a blessing, which I pass on to you.

Naked, its flesh now our own, as we lie entwined
In this meadow, watching it rise to the endless blue.