On a distant limb
Hanging by the thinnest thread
Catch me when I fall
On a distant limb
Hanging by the thinnest thread
Catch me when I fall
Beady eagle eyes
Reading between every line
There’s nowhere to hide
Behind every door
Lies a maze to get trapped in
Can I hide out here?
In the garden air
Under the box tree, I said
Will you come to me
Wherever I am
On mountains or beneath seas
I will still trust you
Ramsons scent the air
Wild and fecund in spring light
Shivering bear limbs
Afternoon sunlight
Steams through the open French doors
There is calm in light
Hairy catkins bloom
From willow trees I planted
Springing from my hands
In the cherry tree
Wait for you to come to me
Ever patiently
Curled up in a shell
Tight spun yarn in twisted skeins
Bones knit together