You are my life: there’s no divide
Hard words could cause or temper bring
I love you more than being or thing
On earth was ever loved: inside
The soil of every angry scene
A new seed sends shoots, fresh and green
Good year, 1996
Here in the marvellous garden
The magic shadows play;
With the sunlight’s pardon...
Here the powdered snow falls fast
Like drops of doubt onto our faith
It does not settle, cannot last...
