A Declaration of Love

Thou art beautiful my beloved.

Yes, more beautiful than the wild flowers

flowing to the rhythm of the wind.

Yes, thou art more beautiful than the green

grass where we make our bed in Spring.

What satisfaction can the wild flower give me,

or the tender grass beneath our feet?

For they do not speak sweetly as you.

Nor do they have lips that delight me.

I love you, a thousand times I love you-

Even more than I love the earth!

 

Don Williams   1984

(From Poems of the Bride)

Copyright 2001

 

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