23 January 2018 / Cloud

Feathered friend, now soothe my rue

Who sits aloft above my eye,

A dove-tailed watcher in the blue;

The starless sky, so marvelous-

That I would lift my heart to you,

For what is thine and only thine, might one day be mine too-

And everyone's who wishes it, holding ours to love as true:

A peace-pure driven heart of silver hue,

Enough to fill-up all the world new.