Thursday, April 07, 2005

my baby

The sleep that flits on my baby's eyes---
Does anybody know from where it comes?
Yes, there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where,
in the fairy village among shadows of the forest
dimly lit with glow worms, there hangs two timid buds
of enchantment. From there
it comes to kiss my baby's eyes.

The smile that flikers on my baby's lips when he sleeps--
Does anybody know where it was born?
Yes, there is a rumour that a young pale beam
of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing
autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born
in the dream of a dew washed morning--
the smile that flikers on my baby's lips when he sleeps.

The sweet, soft freshness that blooms on my baby's limbs--
Does anybody know where it was hidden so long?
Yes, when i was a young girl it lay
pervading my heart in tender and silent mystery
of love--the sweet, soft freshness
that has bloomed on my baby's limbs.

Dear God..

What divine drink would thou have, my god,
from this overflowing cup of my life?
My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation
through my eyes and to stand at the portals
of my ears, silently to listen
to thine own eternal harmony?

The world is weaving words in my mind
and thy joy is adding music to them.
Thou givest thyself to me in love and then
feelest thine own entire sweetness in me..

A Dreamer



To you,
my mind will always stray.
And in my dreams,
your eyes beckon dolefully.
In truth,
you find you cannot stay.
You look,
but not for me,
in dreams of lovers,
by the sea.
Somwhere I am set afloat,
no sight of land.
No hope, of embrace,
by my sweet long passed on.
Somewhere waves crash,
and I wait for you,
to look for me again.
To dream of my eyes,
beckoning you.

his..Apologies



Will try to catch up tomorrow
If not I will drop you a line
I have heard this all before
Its been said time after time

Another one of his let downs
Later he will try to explain
Saying his week was busy
Apologies all sound the same

Am I the last thing on his mind
It seemed that way to me
Another promise is broken
I receive yet another apology

Each one repeats like an echo
Apologies sent with regrets
What was he trying to justify
When I am the one he forgets