TO ISHA

Oh,
to have known the sound of thunder
and lightening skies
that have broken out in flashing hues.
And,
winds that have whispered of wonders,
of soft caresses
and lands
blanketed with morning dews.

I have been the mouse,
and the owl in flight,
and I have been the fox and hen
I have been the eagle
keen of sight
and the seals calling out to their kin.
And I have been a man
upon two feet
swift in mind and song

But,
of all the things
I've seen and done
and all these calling charms
it seems to me
none quite so sweet
as when I've lain
in your arms.

diarmid
copyright 1998