Now Is The Time Poem by Mark Heathcote
Now Is The Time
Now is the time when the angels dance
And a linnet's wing raises a child's glance
Now is the time when a full moon dreams
And the ladled sea, wildly, madly, reams
Now is the time when a veil is drawn
And all gods living men shall mourn
Now is the time for that cradled air
Where flowers-are-gathered, so rare
Now is the time for that spring snow
Where footsteps, never melting-go...
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