Chase the wind and follow
Where those bonny breezes fly
Like a homing pigeon
Accustomed to the sky

The wet, cold days will soon give way
To colder ones as Spring
Metamorphoses to Summer
Indelible as song

The Suns a fiery sermon
There's precious truth in it
Giver of life
Soils alit

We met first in the evening
When I was past my best
But his presence kindled
A sunshine in my breast

All night long I had the urge
To grab and kiss your hands
In perfect calm we could surge
Over troubled sands

I've seldom met a spirit
So steadfast and so kind
I muse upon him wantonly
O fiery, enchanted mind

I love nature dearly
Her treasures are sublime
All her tender creatures
Metamorphose through time
Some theorise that evolution
Whilst others reason God
Suffice to say that either way
Her genius I applaud

Birdsong is like magic
Manifest in song
Articulating passion
On little luscious tongue

Crescendo of the summer
A sublime symphony
All the tender creatures
In divine harmony

Dear Love - hither -
How happy I -
I dreamt for you - free -
As you - chastened - lie -
To light - you crawled -
How exhausted - you -
Dear Love - how do you and do - and all that -
Are you okay?
Dear Love - dive in to my arms -
I have so much to say.

Your memo came - from Angels -
I hardly guessed you were on your way -
My entreaty - how tyrants hated it -
But Love - I implore you -
And all warriors for better day -
Who in woe struggle - rue -
You deserve to frolic - play -

Who's there! Souls spouse -
Unbolted - gate -
Summoned out the louse -
Insatiate - for hate -
When I can survey Justice -
As sublime mate -
Will be hour of armistice -

That virtue commensurable to Love -
Love as bright as virtue.

I break rules - no obeisance -
To tyrants whim and law -
Freedom - incandescence -
Ferrying to sweet shore -
The sycophants - sing praises -
Yet fall short - of the divine -
Praying to poverty, pain and death -
In every rotten line -
Playing games in court of King -
Till spirits wrapped in brine -
But through medium of me all creation sing -
So woe be you if you transcend the line -
Your rules - laws - customs -
Conventions - bore the babes -
For future free they hum -
Belles of the righteous rave -

Give me Revelation -
In this Life - not the next -
I'd rather glean it from the world -
Than a hermetic text -