Psonnets of Romance
I Know a Place

I know a place, my love. I know the way
which leads into it, if it is there still,
and I will show it to you, if you will,
when we will walk together on a day
we need to be together, far away:
away from all who wish us well or ill;
away where we may love again until
we feel no longer hindered when we pray.
If fervent prayers of righteous men avail,
then we will walk across the open field,
high up the hill, then down the woodland trail
into that place where we will be concealed
within the leaves and flowers from travail,
and open with each other, held and healed.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org