A Heart's Deep Song
A Heart's Deep Song
Grant me for sweet remembrance sake
Some golden gift that I may take
With me into that region
Awaiting me when love is gone,
The jewel that held thy fragrant hair
Against the winds of March; a share
Of lavender thy fringed lawn
Nestled among until dawn;
A broken bridge, a tattered string
Of thy deep lute's dismembering;
The many-beaded beryl zone
That thy still orisons hath known;
Or, that my heart may be at ease,
Tell me the bliss thy vision sees;
Sing me the secret of thy faith
That I may find thee beyond death.
R.J. Lindley,
April 17th, 1972
Note-
In youth I sought the winds that sing aloud
bringing in music of each new day
I was bold, hungry and quite proud
yet life's selfish yearnings got in my way
Looking back, great life was there to be had
if only my anger had not held sway
I was so wild, crazy and yes, a bit bad
for which truth and justice made me pay
Ah, but who hasn't regret about youthful misdeeds
about fine treasures so stupidly lost
I that happily sowed far too many dark seeds
sadly now reap, the inevitable high cost
When youth in folly thinks not but then leaps
should it shock, to find, Fate plays for keeps
Started as just a short note--turned into an unfinished poem.
My muse taunts me today... at her sweet pleasure..
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016
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