Invitation

Always open...

Sweet, sacred yearning
White queen's intervention
Blow my cover
To get my attention
Slow rustling, sweet tango
No shoes on my feet
Restless tickle, murmured patience
Not quite asleep

I see you smiling
While filtered through leaves
Lead me away
And promise me peace
Become one with the grass
And teach me to speak
My voice in your garden
And yours in my dream.