Daffodil Skies

dusky twilight descends on daffodil skies
as the thrush and the robin sing
and I know not where love flies by
only of love to bring

love, ever elusive
as gentle, soft winds that blow
through the sycamore trees
and kissing raindrops on the run
seem not long upon the leaves
before dried again by Sun

where art thou heart
that stands tested with time
a holy, precious love that's true
I have found it resting gently
I hold in my hands for you

so returning am I to daffodil skies
as dusky twilight descends
I have only hope and faith to bring
as I let essence of love ascend

2005 Giddebol