I PUT MY FEET INTO THE RIVER

AT DEBURGH’S WOOD

THE TINGLE SENT COLD VIBRATIONS THROUGH ME

SENSATIONS OF THE MYSTIC

NEVER FOUND IN WORDS

I FEEL YOUR HEART

TROBBING THROUGH MY VEINS

INSIDE THERE IS NO PLACE

NOT FILLED BY YOU

FILLING EVERY CORNER OF MY MIND

YOU ARE EVERYWHERE I AM

To wander
Down the path of daffodils
See only your face
Your smile
Feel your heart in mine
Everything in its place
Mine

I raise my eyes

Walk through bent grass

Calm to a standstill

The Oak silently nurturing the fetus

Breeze wrapping the ringlets up the daffodil

No mind-boggling equations

To day

I saw

A Seagull

Chase a Crow

They are enemies

Now I know