Beneath a wildflower sky

by Martin Shone

Beneath a wildflower sky
I amongst flowers
do wish to die

scented or no
a fine bed it will be
for my seedling soul to grow

Beneath a wildflower sky
I amongst meadow
do wish to imbibe

scented or no
ambrosia it will be
for my thirsty kiss to plough

Beneath a wildflower sky
I amongst glade
do wish to sigh

scented or no
thine rainfall shall be
for my heart seeks you to know

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