Golden Heavy Boughs

My dreams are for days that are coming with rain Sweet fields converse in to winter's dark feels Darkness is now in and light from day peels Woven garland dreaming yielding in pain Seeds tomorrow flowers in earth's deep reign Marveled now for nothing but footpath time's heels Tides of wintry weather stretched are its wheels With the golden heavy boughs along the lane Clouds of glowering sky - a dark feathered swan Where are my joys that were by daybreak side? Tranquil alter stripping the light its aids Each of blithe bliss from shadows are now drawn Vessel for day - obscure spirits to guide Summer's embossing to memories now fades