Green Grieving

be with the laughter of green grieving beneath the shadow, the summer hawk that comes to take a life and give the fledgling hope for another day be with the laughter of tick and tock pendulum swing of the grandfather clock that measures time with a ringing gong till the spring unwinds to end its song be with the laughter of smiling lips beneath the eyebrows invitation treasure youth which comes but once then turns away without sensation be with the laughter of waters clear that come to wash away our fear pretend that we will live forever and wait out all the evil weather be with the laughter when seasons change sun and moon and stars and rain * be with the laughter of green grieving as sleep descends, I am not leaving be with the laughter of epic night the final theme I must explore I do not fear, beyond the hill I seek the green and grieve no more