Thank you, dear open, for the encouragement. This was written when my then young daughter and I trekked together to be there one magical evening. I was not expecting to be so deeply moved just by our being alone at the farm, which is kept as if he would come walking in from the fields at any moment, as we were. So much love, mixed with loneliness and heartache and the sweetness of spirit that being a creator of beautiful poetry brings…
I meant Dear One!
Thank you, dear open, for the encouragement. This was written when my then young daughter and I trekked together to be there one magical evening. I was not expecting to be so deeply moved just by our being alone at the farm, which is kept as if he would come walking in from the fields at any moment, as we were. So much love, mixed with loneliness and heartache and the sweetness of spirit that being a creator of beautiful poetry brings…