Mirrors of Love ©
Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2003
A bit of you,
a bit of love out
in the field
with greylag
geese;
I found your eyes
looking for bliss -
a stretch of shore,
Atlantic blue,
isles of solace.
I made a deal
with a grey seal;
I wrapped our hearts
in a tartan -
like cats,
we dream of mice
on the sheep skin...
I catch the stars
with my bare hands -
you're miles away
braving the wind,
the claws and teeth
of the winter.
A bit of you
plays with the geese -
a bit of me melts
my sorrow
in morning sun.
I see your eyes
in the fire -
the monkey smiles
at the dragon.
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