Lemon Balm Sky

I think of the Lemon Balm Sky
of you and I,
and all of us, as the starlings fly
over head

The Lemon Balm sky you always loved,
and understood, as we all should
a gentle shoulder to the coming dawn,
to all of us a reminder of being born,
and alive with eyes that see
the people and the world,
which forever will be
such as you and such as me

The Lemon Balm sky wakes the morning,
glad to be free,
to enjoy the soft winds 
and the tickle of the sea
This is what reminds me of you and me
The soft water against the rocks,
remind me of life and what we may face,
but above all it reminds me of you
and of your curiosity, humility and grace

I remember you know,
The ships from Mahon
Drinking coffee with you and wondering where from
where those ships have come and where those ships have gone
maybe to Rio...you never know,
always questions from me, you see

The seeking, the searching reminds me of you
and as ever, my memories play true

Well now I salute you, for all that you have taught me
for nothing is more subtle, than that Lemon Balm sky and you.

The bats still tumble, in a midsummer night
and the heron still flies in it's blue winged flight 
The steam trains still rumble
through sun-lit valleys
and the last plume of steam
still plough the seams
of unheard worlds, and hidden alleys

The ones we both loved
all this reminds me of you
and for that, all that
I say Thank You 

Tags: love, faith, deep,