Across the dappled grass I called you
Unhurried in the evening glow
To down your tools and stand before me
In simple presence, freed of stone
And learn the language of the slow
Continue reading at Sun in Gemini
Across the dappled grass I called you
Unhurried in the evening glow
To down your tools and stand before me
In simple presence, freed of stone
And learn the language of the slow
Continue reading at Sun in Gemini