A call of innocence

by

M A Heathcote

A call of innocence holds my breath blest!
Like a starling in her warm spring nest
What was it in that instance of peaceful rest?
Beating like a wing in the heart of my breast

Church-bells peel a blissful summer yearning
Mayflies flit along a rainbows beam of light
As a fearful hare takes leave in statue-flight!
Pheasants leap with eyes still cartridge-burning

Calf’s cartwheel dance taunting the lolling of steers
Wasps dizzy dewed in a foxgloves rainstorm shower
Toad’s belly white on goblets of fallen elder flower
Shrew’s run-relay back and forth green barley ears

As we swank along these lush ancient green baths
Stigmata’s of yellow light pierce the wetland grass
Marigolds cusp souls in a pastoral bell jar of glass
Raindrop glittering alight the sun swathed paths

That laughs at all these fallen empires earth bred
Earth fed, earthly minded, earthly sheltered
Earth-created, earth hearted, earth coloured
In mans pestilent concrete trampled disease
What did I see I do not know?
A call of innocence, I guess so_

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