Love Is Blind
Love is blind; his cane
is tapping here and there;
tap-tap in the brain,
tracing outlines bare,
but love, though blind, can hear
a whisper, echo, sigh
with supernatural ear
that hears and does not lie.
Never-ending
You and I walk along
these old highways of song;
there's no need to rehash
right and wrong, right or wrong.
And time is frozen on the mountainside
but time is melting like the snow.
At the time it seemed so never-ending --
never-ending! 'Never-ending'
is coming to its close.
We talk only to argue more,
shout and slamming door;
there's no reason to keep arguing:
just close the book, end the war.
And time is frozen on the mountainside
but time is melting like the snow.
At the time it seemed so never-ending --
never-ending! 'Never-ending'
is coming to its close.
Still I remember your kiss,
the flickers of joy and bliss;
there's no grace to this ending;
how did it come to this?
And time is frozen on the mountainside
but time is melting like the snow.
At the time it seemed so never-ending --
never-ending! 'Never-ending'
is coming to its close.
Fragment on Willing
The will will will itself to will
and it will not will not to will,
but when it wills, what it will will
is to will this or that or not.
Reason's Waterdrops
Reason's waterdrops are founting
beneath a waterfall of light
that scatters rainbows in the diamonds,
and shimmers of delight.
