The long and the short of a part of my life Volume 1 Page 1

Pull away
From fire and silver sunsets
Pull away
From ploughed and furrowed ground

Head towards
The clearer big skies
Head towards
The soft and gentle mound

Days
Days to dwell at the time of dusk
Days
Days to warm to the smell of musk

Sprays
Sprays at the core or windfall husk
Sprays
Sprays at the call for more childhood rusk

Sunlight
Sprinkled
Through the early summer leaves
Becoming of a variegated global motif

Blossom
Fallen with the falling rain
Becoming of a silken pink translucent emblem

Taken
Together
Parted
As ever

Time slips
Into dark
Time slips
I hear the lark


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