it is your song

unassailable circumstances
compel me to extend my reach
beyond the here and now
to timeless eternity
of the cosmos

it is the fluttering of your heart
(the fluttering of my heart)
that leads me blindly
into the darkness
of the night

it is the sound of your sigh
(rustling spears of grass)
that urges my footsteps
along lonely lanes
to oblivion

it is your song (so haunting),
moan of the midnight breeze
sailing seas of wheat
(so melancholy),
calls my name

It is the dark thunderheads
of approaching storms
that bid me take you
to my heart (my soul)
forevermore