Ph: Love: Ambitious Love - Rev 2 - Poem by Brian Johnston
You'd never guess all the times
Though unknown to my eyes, you are
Frequently praised in my rhymes.
Heart that's revealed to your heart -
Open like sea to rain fall
That levels distant mountains,
Open like ear to bird's call
That springs from fields unbidden.
Trusting that you'll feel the same.
I wait for you unhidden.
Ardor is child of the Spring
And though Love can't be frozen, still
Timing is Love's golden ring.
Scouting the path you might take -
Planting myself right beside
It, waiting garden footsteps,
Rustle of dress prophesied,
You stoop to pick my blossom.
Nestled in crook of your arm,
At peace, and feeling winsome.
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