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
What a long long way I’ve come
- Time and wood and stars -
But way back things began to hum...
Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time...
