DREAM IN A GARDEN
ONCE, in another lifetime
I lay clasped by the scent of roses in a shaded walk, And heard slow bells singing across warm fields From the dry brown village, and the faint babble Of children laughing in a blossomed lane.
All movement in the placid air was tiny, Bees in pink honeysuckle, butterflies on laurel leaves, Gnats swaying in an intricate gavotte.
The sky was bland and innocent, the sun smiled, And all my being was in harmony with Time and peace And with all loveliness.
In that same setting you will always be When I remember you, so that inside me There is perpetual sunlight, For every hour I speak to you Across the months and miles between us.
The breath of freshness, always new, strikes to my soul Each time I see your soft perfection in my memory ; Lithe youth is in your walk And burnished gold upon your head, And in your eyes the love is clear, Comforting me, and I know rest again, Safe in my haven from the storm of war.
GOVAN LORD.
Previous page
