We saw the cows at Easter freed from barn
We were on a hill beside our lane
They were running in the meadow’s fresh green charm
Renting a small cottage on a farm
Dorset has its literary fame
We saw the beasts at Easter freed from barn
Beasts will share their feelings and their heart
Not for them the clever,wordy games
But dancing in the meadow’s alien charm
These images annihilate the harm
Suffered by the sick and by the lame
We saw the beasts at Easter freed from barn
The green of spring, the green thoughts, the great calm
Thus poverty brings us emptiness for gain
Running to shelter of your arms
Was it not a right to be insane
Freed from prison when the summer came?
We saw the cows at Easter freed from barn
They were quivering in the meadow while I yearned
How my heart sings 