Rainy rush of bird-song <br />Apple-blossom smoke <br />Thin bells water-falling sound <br />Wind-rust on the silver pond <br />Furry starring willow wand <br />Wan new grasses waking round <br />Blue bird in the oak... <br />Woven in my word-song <br /> <br />White and slim my lover <br />Birch-tree in the shade <br />Mountain pools her fearless eyes <br />Innocent all-answering <br />Were I blinded to the Spring <br />Happy thrill would in me rise <br />Smiling half afraid <br />At the nearness of her <br /> <br />All my weak endeavor <br />Lay I at her feet <br />Like a moth from oversea <br />Let me longing lightly rest <br />On her flower petal breast <br />Till the red dawn set me free <br />To be with my sweet <br />Ever and forever...<br /><br />John Reed<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-letter-to-louise/
