My home has no walls

My home has no walls

My home has no walls to look upon

no roof to stave off wild beasts or tame the restless seas

no window glass, so clear my days to gaze

A soul to dwell in mystery

so soon my days to fly away

yet stand the oaks of long ago

watching children play

Morning wore a robe of clouded sun

rain washed the day away, til broke the sun again

hidden in a thicket brush sang a tiny bird

sweet songs to light the darkness

from this world