Sunday, January 26, 2014
I love I know it is winter
I know it is winter, for I love
I did my bare feet in the white snow,
And flowers are many, and the grass never grows deep.
I know I was old (how age passes quickly!)
I know I was old, for, all unseen, love and sweet love
My heart grows young, as spring flower fields grow green
When late rains winter on the falling tree.
I know I must be loved (and loved souls err) -
I know I must be loved, for all my soul
To love of daring beats a glad, faint love,
As storms the snow pine to music stirs.
I know I must be love (sweet Buddha draws near) -
I know I must be love, for I dig the snowman
Life- life, strong life, and think to love,
And life and life, in the winter love of New Year