Would you build with me a home
under the waterfall
Where light meets raindrops
turns them to diamonds of all
colours of the spectrum
Would you have with me many sons
sons of thunder
fierce and gentle like the wind
Raise them to go to the ends of the earth
and joyfully grief when they are do.
I smile. If only I would.
To look like a spring day
crowned young like blossoming trees
or the very first winter morning
painted with lace of frost
Not a problem to be solved
but a mystery to be enjoyed
Carrying the scars of lessons learnt
Complicated becomes simple
I am not your answer.
Patchwork of details drawing a match
when you stand only an arms length away.
I smile. If only I would.
Hope.
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