Show your Face

For the Orchard and Rosegarden

Photo by SwapnIl Dwivedi on Unsplash

Show your face, for the orchard and rosegarden, are my desire;

open your lips, for abundant sugar, is my desire.

Sun of beauty, come forth one moment out of the cloud, for

that glittering, glowing countenance is my desire.

Out of your air, I heard the sound of the falcon-drum; I returned,