—
GYLFINIR
(The Curlew)
cool morning.
clouds rise.
the curlew calls.
sunlit
is the new horizon.
—
damp grasses –
fresh green.
sheep in the fields
curlew on the hill.
—
inner light.
sun slips through
before the rain.
a distant curlew calls.
—
melancholy joy.
a pause in the rain.
the curlew’s descending call.
—
perhaps we shall
be forgiven
perhaps, forgotten:
cuckoo and
curlew
in the empty wood,
the flowering field.
sunlight and
shade
on the distant
mountain.
simonhlilly 