there is music playing over these hills a secret sound
played by the unseen and heard in the early watches
of a summer that hardly sleeps you can count on it
as sure as the sea is only a mirror to be walked across
every morn these days the music is an eternal rolling
mist from out the deeper sea and will play every day

orange light glow across the bay
some ones home
small cottage
haven from the world
free from politics and war
the rough and tumble of the market
a solitary humble abode
breaking darkness this side of the hill
homely warm welcome little house

Half a sun up and half a sun down
half a world of spaces for sharing songs
Songs of the new day breaking open wide
displaying her wares

Eve songs giving thanks
and singing into the night rolling down
from the stars
Gently gently the blanket is laid

Tucking in half of mankind
like children
like  children
Some ones children they are

The Earth is the most romantic restaurant in the known Universe
Its the only place we know of
to book a table and entertain love

I can see Adam standing in the garden
looking through the window
He stands hands on hips sturdy
legs slightly apart smiling and I realise
Adam is not looking through the window
he is looking at Eve and smiling and
Eve wears a rose in her hair the one
Adam gave to her this very morning

Red rolls the sky.
White flashes of anger;
Deep deep throated rumble
Shaking water;
Throwing it down
with the force of
thousands
pent up tantrums;
Months of silence.

slipped in between
the sheets
in a bed zooming
through space and time
earth underneath
head in dreamland
stars on the ceiling

these are the days one would stop the clock
ride for eternity
on the updrafts

heat seeps through the walls
all is calm
Orcas patrol the sea
just down the road
one neighbour dives for coal
spilt out the many wrecks
I wouldn't be him
for all the coal in China

my love sings as the nightingale sings
as all birds sing my love hides
behind all gifted songs of Earth
psalm and childrens laughter
the sound of rhythmic hammers
mankind at work with wood and metal
hearts full of life and love and singing

your touch
love
is the gentlest

birds on the air
breeze over the sea
wide flung open windows

everything is gently waving
hello hello hello
grown taller and outward
showing off their finery
a land of lush greens
all vying for recognition
gentle world of vegetation
hello hello hello
everything is gently waving