The Sweet Sky
THE SWEET SKY
A sky-borne swan
on the wing--
I face true North
when it is Spring.
Forgotten are sore wings
or broken heart---
I heed a call---
tears me apart
No sweeter sky
that soars the mind---
when sun and moon
Dance side by side
North Summer nights---
the white nights call---
There is no time
to fret or stall---
No excuses, no one to blame
in heading North
There is no shame.
Chorus:
Thru White nights dance
both sun and moon
Each night they sing
a different tune.
Hang on tight--
If you dare
Travel light,
for it is far.
Come, join me Love,
share this delight!
No thrill soars past
My white North Nights
imagine days
that never end---
bodies entwined---
eternal blend
CHORUS
June 2013
V Anderson-Throop
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