I wrote this for the following music
Before the morn, still drowse he strolls the park,
the shadows of old souls between the shrub.
The dawning opens airily cracks in the arc,
invokes the Eastern Purple to bloom and drub.
The aura, autumn's tender glow, contours the trail
releasing all of well-disposed bouquet.
Selected medicine to be hale,
a few lanceolate leaves snapped away;
a crate full of her capitula. Ghast
two gophers rush to hide in Jörd's labyrinth,
desire to stay home when the night has passed
the spiny urchins can heal ailment of wind.
Sweet dew that dribbles softly on his thumb,
a spell within this vale that leads beyond.
the shadows of old souls between the shrub.
The dawning opens airily cracks in the arc,
invokes the Eastern Purple to bloom and drub.
The aura, autumn's tender glow, contours the trail
releasing all of well-disposed bouquet.
Selected medicine to be hale,
a few lanceolate leaves snapped away;
a crate full of her capitula. Ghast
two gophers rush to hide in Jörd's labyrinth,
desire to stay home when the night has passed
the spiny urchins can heal ailment of wind.
Sweet dew that dribbles softly on his thumb,
a spell within this vale that leads beyond.
(Echinacea purpurea)
And then, the warmth of golden rays of sun,
the glory of elves invades the garden bed
calls butterflies, bees and birds to come
the first frosty nights so forcefully fled.
He picks the weed and fills the pipe.
A spectre arises from colourless smoke; swan
of blood that cursed me to feed the ripe
of ravens, vain oblivious desire's mere van.
An evil is your tenderness sweet Helenium!
Reflections in the thousand flakes of glass,
the mirror of loss of friends, the premium,
do daunt the soul of heroes; defeat alas.
Respect makes gentle the heart of these,
when Leda's daughter is weed for sneeze.
the glory of elves invades the garden bed
calls butterflies, bees and birds to come
the first frosty nights so forcefully fled.
He picks the weed and fills the pipe.
A spectre arises from colourless smoke; swan
of blood that cursed me to feed the ripe
of ravens, vain oblivious desire's mere van.
An evil is your tenderness sweet Helenium!
Reflections in the thousand flakes of glass,
the mirror of loss of friends, the premium,
do daunt the soul of heroes; defeat alas.
Respect makes gentle the heart of these,
when Leda's daughter is weed for sneeze.
(Helenium autumnale)
The tears of Frigg enclose the blue-gray pond
Delight of Odin keeps a secret in the case;
a lore by which could be possessed the monde
behind the magic shield frenzies Odin's Grace.
And out of giantland the daughter of night gave birth
to the rare spark of light, the lover's son.
From sky energetically gores fire to earth,
the blood-worm marks on skin clear become:
The message from the ageless go-between,
to look into all the worlds and while
neglect of weak, eschew in Baldr's dark dream
bring death; the fates behind, they reconcile.
With Cranesbill enwrap your thumb's sharp wound.
The curse, the fiery of love, will be bound.
Delight of Odin keeps a secret in the case;
a lore by which could be possessed the monde
behind the magic shield frenzies Odin's Grace.
And out of giantland the daughter of night gave birth
to the rare spark of light, the lover's son.
From sky energetically gores fire to earth,
the blood-worm marks on skin clear become:
The message from the ageless go-between,
to look into all the worlds and while
neglect of weak, eschew in Baldr's dark dream
bring death; the fates behind, they reconcile.
With Cranesbill enwrap your thumb's sharp wound.
The curse, the fiery of love, will be bound.
(Geranium sylvaticum)
Beneath the verdant arbour find resort
the paramour's sweet sedative the hind
attracts, before she's stroke and snorts.
"Be mine", he softly whispers, "dance and grind!"
The bumblebees stop to see the spectacle,
to learn of verities the earth concealed,
surround and whirl the clovers receptacle,
until the box's secret is revealed.
For good the flowers are arranged,
with care assorted, ceramic urn - a gift.
Soon autumn transforms to stay unchanged
its seeds fall down to sleep under the skift.
Prepare a petal toner, and your skin
thus varies to see fairies and anew begin.
the paramour's sweet sedative the hind
attracts, before she's stroke and snorts.
"Be mine", he softly whispers, "dance and grind!"
The bumblebees stop to see the spectacle,
to learn of verities the earth concealed,
surround and whirl the clovers receptacle,
until the box's secret is revealed.
For good the flowers are arranged,
with care assorted, ceramic urn - a gift.
Soon autumn transforms to stay unchanged
its seeds fall down to sleep under the skift.
Prepare a petal toner, and your skin
thus varies to see fairies and anew begin.
(Trifolium pratense)
Dedicated to the Gardener.
