To Live Along The Bayou

by | Dec 22, 2016

I ask you to go with me to live along the bayou.
We will rent a small wood house made of shingle and stone
With space for wisteria and on occasion for pear
And be in solitude midst sparrows who sing.

We will learn there much love, learn love beyond ourselves
From sparrows singing, from sounds of geese; we will learn love
And remember grandmother songs to sing sometimes to children.
When evening comes we will listen.

Slow wings of longing impel me there;
I surrender to the call of sunlight at sundown; and silence;
Of red dogs who will race to us; of one ancient one who beckons.
I ask you to go with me to live along the bayou.

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