Monday, February 16, 2009

A Betrothal

Put your hand on my heart, say that you love me as
The words upon the hills cleave to the hills’ contours

I will uphold you, trunk and shoot and flowering sheaf,
And I will hold you, roots and fruit and fallen leaf.

-- E. J. Scovell
(via Biship Alan with thanks)

1 comment:

John Hayes said...

Gorgeous lines-- thanks for posting them.