Swallow Song from Firegazing by Brian Boothby

Swallow Song

These days, I search
the sky
the clean light upon the water
and the deep space under the trees ...........
But nothing will be right, till they come

Already buds line the twigs,
hedges twitch with life,
and winter flies north,
but winter won't be gone, till they come

And there's so much to do
clearing out the old, channeling the new .......
old engines started and oiled,
none of it worthwhile, if they don't come

These days I search ........
Look there .......in the clean light over the water
through that deep space under the trees,
those flickering perfect arrows of blue
suddenly unlock summer's flood ............
Swallows are here

These days I watch
the sky
the clean light over the water
the deep space under the trees

Swallows are here.

• Alternative
• acoustic
• alt.folk
• folk
• natural sounds.
• original music
• original song
• piano
• roots music
• singer-songwriter
• United Kingdom