Reflections On A Day Spent Outside
rippling light reflects from her eyes,
by Antoine Lavoisier
her hair; how ’tis possible that i
may see this graceful heart in form?
not merely once my heart swings forth,
draws back; doth she see the thoughts i keep
inside my mouth, my head?
if only my feelings should stand and speak,
not stammer; yet what more could be said
’cept the light, so brilliant, in our eyes?
the sounds of the water are singing,
are glad; this pleasant place has housed
her heart to see, so lovely.
and we have come away in song.