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When love or want of It
Finds me in the fields again
Slip sliding down a steep bank
To taste the first wild watercress
Of Spring
Am I happy or sad?


Of that I am not sure .

But of one thing I am sure
No matter where I am
Something
Shall always
Be mine .

What a lovely mystery, Brid; and beautifully said.

Mat

Thank you Mat .

the same fields
that spoke clearly to say:
Love and light is in these fields
But do not try to possess It

I don't know whether you are happy or sad, L. But you are a poet:-)

lonndubh wrote:Am I happy or sad?

Dear lonndubh
Even if you are sad you must be happy being sad ( if that makes any sense ) to write such prophetic words
YL

Thank you Diane and YL for your feedback
These are only old truths re-experienced immersed in a new personality.
The G-d's of poetry probably dont care at all whether we are happy or sad as long as they have their say

lonndubh wrote:When love or want of It
Finds me in the fields again
Slip sliding down mossy banks
To taste the first wild watercress
Of Spring
Am I happy or sad?


Of that I am not sure .

But of one thing I am sure
No matter where I am
Something
Shall always
Be mine .

its this time of year again
and Im delighted to report
that I hadnt the slightest urge
to taste
the first wild
watercrest of Spring !!
That I consider an advancement
A powerful advancement

I'll not betake of that Spring either!
But OH!,.....the beauty there.....):

xxx

don't supress it, L. Spring needs you! x

Diane wrote:don't supress it, L. Spring needs you! x

Hi Diane and Mat

mat james wrote:I'll not betake of that Spring either!
But OH!,.....the beauty there.....):

xxx

I now know that Spring needs NOBODY
She will unfold
Regardless
And isnt that her right
whether we care
Or Not.
But I am not sad
She has thought me well
Observe
She says
Observe !!