June

June arrives, rumored days

Days of willing it to be

In the nest futures hatch

It's such a lovely thing to see



Oh my God

Like an angel wound

What fortune

Like a child in a field

So it goes, so it yields



June is here

There is love

In the background constantly



From the west

Lights go out

It's such a lonely thing to see



Oh my Lord

Talk of devil's food

What fortune



Lock the fruit

In a seed

So it grows

So it needs



Oh my soul

Soul like her cocoon

Long gone June



Her dark sides

Her bare fields

As she knows, as she feels