clover field

IN MY MIND A CLOVER FIELD
MYRIAD HEART FELT SHEETS OF POETRY
FALLING ABOUT ME 
MY MIND HARBORS THE SANCTUARY 
IN MY MIND GREEN HILL
WHERE OCEAN MEETS LAND AND TRANSVERSE
PATTERNS ARE ETCHED UPON THE SAND
CROSSING FURIOUS DREAMS
BLOOD PULSING THROUGH A MOTIONLESS HAND
LYING IN THE DARKNESS
THE SENSE OF DAWN APPROACHING
FEET TRAMPLE THE BLADES OF GRASS INTO THE ANCIENT CELTIC LANDS
THE PEAT IS AMPLE
THE SEED IS FERTILE
BENEATH THE WILLOW TREE
WITH STALLIONS ON THE HORIZON
TWO LOVERS ONCE INTERTWINED 
UPON IRISH SHORES IRISH EYES DANCED
UNTIL THE PASSING OF YEARS SPLIT THEM THROUGH TIME
NEVERMORE TO AGAIN FIND
INNOCENCE LOST
THROUGH CLOVER FIELDS OF THE MIND.
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