It is hot today, and the sun shines upon...
Whether they wish to look upwards or not...

Sometimes this effortless silence,
Lies shattered in the wake of you...

A walk you said, across the forest floor,
To view a scene with awe and wonder...

So soon when the morning light washes,
The land with its blanket of white...

So now you stand out from the shadows my darling,
Without now the need for disguise...

My love you are a mystery of tangled dreams to me,
A slice of life so rich my palate burns to taste...

I will remember for the distance,
Your first forlorn, enchanting cry...

I know that you will track me here
By this stream where my words freely flow...

Until a kiss such as this will arouse you,
When my sweet birds will launch from the nest...

It's bluest cold and darkest grey
And you will never pass this way...

I chanced a walk in Countersett,
This New Year...

You called today on one of your ' Official Visits...
The place where tempers had been silenced, and...