I look upon the book you write-the wish
made long before/the house where you bear
have lived yr life/the charm you bring to bear/
I fail yr words/yr frailties/they're far then, n
distant from the heart of me/Yet I feel those
words/for they are flowering/n the drunken taken
day disappears to me/my remembering body
sleepwalks in the hour/the long, pale garden trodden/
in the quiet of my blood/to try n take the skies/
that yr eyes ride/for who would be fearful of sleep and
night?/whose dashed footfall in the rain rides?/
n whose weving path do I walk beside?/
listen n you'll hear/you'll hear/you'll hear ev'ry note
loved/each note sung/ev'ry awed word/
you'll hear ev'ry note loved/singing yr heart's every
word.