The Final Spark (A) Poem by jim hogg

By Mountain Ash and roses wild
Recalling all we've been
Let's cast our eyes o'er views so wide
And think on what's unseen

And by the stealthy Luce so dark
Let's quietly sit and wait
To catch that final flashing spark
As sun and river break

Now take my hand and let us walk
Towards the falling sun
Unveil our hearts and let us talk
Of rapids still to run

And on the sands where rivers meet
Let's gaze through twilight's glow
At sea trout surging clear and free
So briefly from the flow

And now, by hay just freshly mown,
Beneath the polar star,
Where Saturn hangs above the cove,
Let's kiss once more before we part

11 07 08