Bridging the miles

as the mist rolls up the silent valley...
i looked all over for you
come take my hand and we'll reach
an old tower made of smiles
breathe in the frosty air at the top,
and promise you wont let go.......
i'll touch your arms with longing sighs
and you could whisper my name,
while i dream your replies
bring me a mirror for the same
and let touch make it crack
to free me with you ....
take my hand, we'll fly to unknown heights
of lost fairies and golden knights
where they dance away the storms
amidst clouds and snow
and time blossoms in mauve buds
in the diary of desires below

Thoughts to a meadow

rippling gold cornfields
warm against the sky
the chattering brook
that passed my by
I take a walk
a walk so lonely
take me with you
and we shall fly

run with the wind
into the deep fields
I weave and I spin
and tonight it yields
a harvest so rich
it shames the eye
I am your crown
on your head I wield

moonbeams on lilies
grow silver by night
rhododendrons in full bloom
an army for a fight
there is peace in the breeze
in the bleat of the lambs
and we have flown high
to a long captured height...