In The Low Grasses
In low grasses we wait
sometimes touching in silence
then in deep anticipation continue
to beyond anticipation
who could ever dream of this
of quietness and laughter
each returning to sleep
amidst sunshine and afternoon
In low grasses we wait
sometimes touching in silence
then in deep anticipation continue
to beyond anticipation
who could ever dream of this
of quietness and laughter
each returning to sleep
amidst sunshine and afternoon