Ode to Joy
Thy bright sea plays gaily
thy ode new
You comb my light soul whole.
Eye bright ye say 'maybe
Mine won't do
you know thy own truth too'.
Oh own my truth so I seize
thine too
So I see my own
you whole earth.
Thy light repays daily, mine regrows
true new gold I hold to you.
Tim Pizey
tim@paneris.co.uk
17 November 1995