Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass
The finger points look through like rosy blooms
Your eyes smile peace the pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass
All round our nest far as the eye can pass
Are golden king cup fields with silver edge
Where the cow parsley skirts the hawthorn hedge
'Tis visible silence still as the hour glass
Deep in the sun searched growths the dragon fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky
So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above
Oh clasp we to our hearts for deathless dower
This close companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song
The song of love
