The inner coil and tangle of the wild,
Where rose run mad and holly are as one
Ensure that nature’s heart is undefiled
Where rose run mad and holly are as one
Ensure that nature’s heart is undefiled
To these depths, the winter bird’s beguiled
Until the red dawn’s fetched by lowly sun
Through the coil and tangle of the wild.
On the path’s side, brown-green leaves are piled
A thousand beetles search for food within
A hidden space where nature’s undefiled
The cat is waiting, acting like the mild
Then dancing, hunting, acting like his kin
At ease in coil and tangle of worlds wild.
Then dancing, hunting, acting like his kin
At ease in coil and tangle of worlds wild.
The sun is setting, and the night clouds pile
As lovers kiss, so smiles the holy one,
Living all his natures undefiled.
As lovers kiss, so smiles the holy one,
Living all his natures undefiled.
Now, at last, the darkness has begun
The trees unmoving shield the riots within
The inner coil and tangle make the wild,.
Is the space for soul still undefiled?
The trees unmoving shield the riots within
The inner coil and tangle make the wild,.
Is the space for soul still undefiled?
She’s more interested in emptying the vacuum cleaner than emptying her self
How my heart sings 