The Wake of Dawning
Tell to me of true love stirring
Heart cold upon a somewhere stone
Beside the river fast and flowing
Beside the rivers rushes bending
Comes there firefly and sunbeam
Owl and vixen homeward fleeting
Feather and fur that smell of night
Homeward
Into the early nearly light
In the misting hint of sunlight
Hidden beneath a somewhere stone
So close to true loves calling
Near the river fast and flowing
Near the rivers rushes bending
Soon the silver flashing minnows
Dance beneath the lily blooming
Swaying
Into the early nearly light
Lightly breaks the wake of dawning
Two hearts upon a somewhere stone
As one for ever like true love stirring
Close by the river fast and flowing
Close by the rivers rushes bending
Flutter Holly Blue and Dinky Skipper
Ever open wings of summer
Chasing
Into the early nearly light
Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 22nd Jul 2015 19:01
I don't know how I missed this before; but glad I've caught up. I really like the lyrical sense and the style of imagery of the Early Nineteenth Century Romantics (clinical term), nothing old-fashioned about it. Beauty is Beauty.