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