Green is the colour

Was I afraid to make my way to the stark peaks

through failing light going beneath a mighty superstructure

heartbeats and the steady pulse once walked on water

everything is there for you but don't indulge in longing

In the wind above the spike there was a bird

and we picking our way by holding on the fence

Heard a church bell snatched from some flooded ritual by

a child's metal creaking swing in the meadows spring daisy chains wilting their hostages, lullabies of nowhere

 

Done