Need I love you? Why?
The heart-song a joy lit chorus
filters through the wood-lot
stops to pause at the meandering
stream of dreams
to scoop deeply into its' waters
a hearty refreshing draught! Soothing life-spring
can one not wait to quicken the steps?
light airy foot-falls, treadings that glide
above the forest path, a journey-road
leading to you. Dancing eyes that tease a smile
parted lips issuing the glad tune
an embrace to settle a longing in the soul.

Is it a mirage rising from the road-bed?
a thirst for cool refreshment,
hot dust with each foot fall
The quarry-man will pause, think of quiet meadows
return to life's work, pick-bites on the earth
a search for something, somewhere
butterfly that can not be grasped
rise into the blue heaven of sky
disappear into the wood lot.