You Were Not Far

I trotted the globe weathering the gale

Over the clouds, I crossed the seven seas,

I withstood the windy hills, as well the hail,

Yet you were within my reach for me to see.

You were not far from my reaching hand,

You were not far from my searching eye,

You were not on air or seas but on land,

Beside me always and what a blind was I!?

I searched the fields for you and in the grass,

I accosted the banks of every narrow stream,

I had hoped you would stroll and by me pass,

I found you resting over the watermill beam.

I found in you the heart that’s kind and true,

The gentle beauty with the impeccable smile,

The love that’s as tender as the morning dew,

And the answers to hopes that grow and pile.

I found in you the love I’d thought I’ve lost,

The so treasured light after years of dark,

With you near, I can triumphantly now boast

Of your love that is my refuge and my ark.

Your fragrance is the envy of all flowers,

With your dew, no night but has its morn,

Your love engulfs my heart and empowers,

Its senses to dare to love without scorn.