Here is where you find me
As the coastal gales blow;
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

And where I long to be,
This salted fuming show,
Here is where you find me.

Upon a cliff top free,
Above the ebbing flow,
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

Or on the seaway quay
Where age-old sailors go;
Here is where you find me.

Breathless in a wild spree,
My senses all aglow,
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

A roaring gift is she
I'll spend my life, I know;
Here is where you find me
Gazing o'er the fierce sea.

Amongst the quiet of our moorland peace,
In the misty still softness, therein found;
There is, over eeriness, heard a sound,  
A feint cantata of sonant release.
No lamb of god draped in her woollen fleece,
No canine whimper of a monster hound;
Nor subterranean creature underground
But a haunting luring, that fails to cease.

A moorland siren so sweetly voicing,
Singing, heavenly ~ outright, loud and clear
Filling daytime waves with a tender song.
Of sweet resonance, wide and rejoicing,
Floating gracefully in the wind out here.
So content, leave me placed where I belong.

The final springing of the year
May well decay, anon, I fear;
The sun could flaunt its dusk, for then,
I've marked my three score years and ten.

The morning's fire has lit my days
And led astray in many ways.
But twilight dun will trespass when
I glean my three score years and ten.

Yet sadness nil will ill my cheer
About the springtide of the year;
And should I pray, as e'er I sleep,
My three score years and ten to keep.

Pipe me a tune I can dance to
Or play a lament, as of old.
And pipe you a song
Serenely and strong
For then, I will pay you in gold.

Pipe, at the early of morning
Just as the sun forces through.
Then, stand you alone
And quaver your tone
For a sovereign, I'll offer to you.

Pipe, at the lull of the evening,
Play you the sweetest refrain.
As darkness is cast
You pipe you your last
For I shall not pay you again.

The desert wind fares wild and true
O'er a petaled face
Then scurries round with much ado
And roils from place to place.
Here where sunshine bakes the sand
And dries the dusty air
Here where legends roam the land ,
Where mortals would not dare.

A flower rises from the ground
And peers out from her bed.
Bashful, silent, not a sound,
She lifts her new born head.
So, gazing round the dips and dunes
She savours, for a while,
The breeze's repertoire of tunes
That call to cause her smile.

Then with the joy of midday bloom
She, open armed, looks up.
High into the clouded plume
She opens like a cup.
Her colours dazzle desert eyes,
Her perfume scents the day.
Yet closes when the sunlight dies
To sleep the night away.

I am reckless, you are wise
I am feckless, you advise -
Tell me all you will...
Show me all your skill.

I am foolish, you are gifted
I am mulish, you're unscripted -
Tell me where I'm wrong...
Show me I belong.

I am worthless, you are rich
I am mirthless, you bewitch -
Tell me all you know...
Show me where to go.

I'm pragmatic, you are wary
I am static, you can vary -
Tell me your mind...
Show me your kind.

I am plain, you are sculptured
I'm arcane, you are cultured -
Tell me of your faith...
Show me your wraith.

I'm astray, you are found
I'm midway, you're profound -
So, tell me what to say...
So, show me the way.

Fair maiden how I long to be
Out, this day, a-stroll with thee.
Maiden fair come take my hand,
Walk with me 'bout hallowed land.

Look at me, tell what you spy
As you look me in the eye.
Voice your kind words soft and low,
Gift your ethos as we go.

Fair maid embrace me with your soul,
Hear my quandary, pray console;
Help me in my hour of need
Now mine eyes begin to bleed.

Count my blessings one by one,
Steal my infractions, leave me none;
Lead me on like straying sheep,
Gaze on me, my soul to keep.

Fair maiden guide me on my way,
Show your light at break of day.
Play your music in my ear,
Steer me safely lest I veer.

Cause me heed your ardent power,
Strengthen me this very hour.
Hold me upright as we walk
Reveal your secrets as we talk.

Fair maiden, maiden, all I ask,
Recognise behind my mask.
Know the yearning that I long,
Keep me faithful, keep me strong.

Sit with me in silent pose
Let me observe a fragrant rose.
Bloomed, ablaze neath noon-day sun
Till my tangled web is spun.

Fair maiden listen at day's end,
Lay with me - a special friend.
Let your thoughts flit to and fro,
Kiss my face afore I go.

As darkness chills the evening air
Promise me, oh maiden fair;
Pledge that if we part anon...
That you will love me when I'm gone.