7 June 2017

The Book of Love

In the Book of Love you'll find me
dancing to a melody - my own
tune, my memories, dissolving,
crumbling, mending.

Back to the drawing board take me,
fill me, complete me - find me
in wild flowers by the way side,
pebbles, brooks and landslides.

Through pages blank now draw me
out of nothing - building, creating
life-ling journeys, painting
rainbows, endings, beginnings.

In the Book of Love you'll leave me
humming softly - a fresh melody,
new life, hope, harmony,
lifting, haunting symphony.