Fields Of Time

So much green, so much blue In every days of coming renew Flowers born from their seed Of the earth and in its deed Love that’s wild in all its play Of pleasures breeze of the day So much here to give and take As the morning comes to awake So much sky so much seen Every hour of its between Pleasures born and then going Every day its truth showing In their wakes of the beautiful Where the fields of flowers rule Pleasures coming to nest All that's within one’s own breast Yesterday that once was here Those seeds now everywhere Fields of time in green and blue Everything that comes here thru As the day grows in its flight Bringing fragrances to its height When love is in the breeze of air From you to me and both to share