Monday, 20 August 2007

mourning has broken

the night has broken
morning has arrived
black bird has spoken
sound of sunlight
praise for war ending
praise for sun rising
praise for life waking
man receives sight

sweet the rain's falling
sunlit my darling
kisses like dewfall
touching my hand
come and remember
our house of sweetness
sprung in completeness
from the first land

mine is the reasoning
mine is the labour
born of the one type
eden expelled
come and forgive us
come and redeem us
need to recover
hand that we held

1 comment:

Emma said...

hi Sarah,

this is emma from totnes - i saw the link to your blog and followed. I really like this poem :)

It's great to have them online like this to read what youre up to :)