Liilia Talts Morrison Poems

I yearn to sit on ocean's edge
When wind and rain are raging
While clinging to a rocky ledge
Feel God's great power engaging
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In the southern soil of India
Thrives a thick, beloved plant
Leaves of gold are tipped with rose hues
And its oil enhances chants
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Reach for the fading days of sun
This age is ending its slow run
Dance as the decades march along
Sing while you still to earth belong
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We come, we go
We reap and sow
We tread upon the Milky Way
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To catch a tiger by the tail
To seize a dragonfly
To pierce a butterfly's frail wings
Possessing them thereby
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There is a land so far away
A land of many days
Though small, it has a staying power
Enduring conquests' craze
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I want to be a green branch
In vineyards of the Lord
To grow in strength and beauty
As leaves to light unfold
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I watch a little crab a'crawling
Along the briny sand of an abandoned beach
His footprints are so fragile and quite fleeting
Obliterated soon by wind and rising tide
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As campfire flames still upward danced
Full knowing they would die
So was our fireside love a trance
A doomed and searing lie
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A cold compote is now on the table,
Rich fruit and dark syrup in a tureen.
The hand that cooked it is more than able
And tops it with richest of cream.
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