Boulders in stonestep tiles
rocks upon rocks
and sheltered rails;
stone upon stone
and peebles' cracks,
pinions with light
my lover's lane.
Doom, gloom, days of sorrows
filled with angst under heaven's curse
Life's unfair
but duty's glare
tears cascading streams
down my lover's lane.
Current sweeps a gushing tide
between cracks of boulders' sides
Torrents plight of wind asides
murmurings of silent pain in stride
deep blue amidst the rippling sight
sweetly glistens in sheer delight
down my lover's lane inflight.
~greenmeadow~
2/18/2006