Not so

There would be no need for marriage

Or for holding a carriage or for rhymes,

Or hymns, or chimes if only I could know

That you would be mine in the fields

Full of song or on the boat out at sea

So long, or on the crags where barnacles 

Spring or in my dreams, but alas! 

It is not so, not even in my world

Of make believe and make up

Where everyone dons a mask,

It is not so even in my reality

But only in my heart where

I carry you with all my devotion

And all my love, holding on to

All aspects or no aspects;

And then the road never ends

In my heart, overflowing, abundant.