Children of the dance of rainHooded highThe rain my veilI come againOn the sweet earth,My crimson orbOf honey dewRare as autumn's rainEnlighten as the little folkI beseech theeCome again. Wisest are the elven folk Who sample of this vine
When She Sleeps Here, in the world she made, At night
For Rain, and a Sad SongHow I love you, Rain,And a sad song,Melancholy and beautifulLike the sun and the windOn your body all at onceSoft and warmAnd wrapped aroundBy cold kisses.All the time I spent wondering whyAnd all the reasons I was afraid,All these things are washed awayAs the day draws to a closeAnd the rain fallsAnd I'm carried away on raven wingsInto the night,Into the dark,Into the black, and rest.27/11/99
This day I liveAm i not one born of Ea'Are the stars not in my eyesDoes not the wind dance in my hairAnd will the sun not once more riseAm I not one given sightCan I this wisdom giveFor this precious world of wealthIs mineThis day I live!23/11/99
The giver of wordsWhat can one sayTo the giver of wordsDear Lady I thank thee,In peace now I send thee,My mind is clear and free from doubtAnd all from your beliefMy verses weave, as I cast them outTake form in the faith you had.Dear Lady I thank thee,In love heaven greet thee,The deepest hate I held for youBecause you always changed my linesBut I realised, because of youI could believe in what's mine.I still believe in me,And even now,I see you correcting my wordsThank you, dear LadyDear lady I thank theeIn greatness I leave theeSage to the ages,And go on my wayBelieving I too have greatness.17/11/99I wrote this at the funeral of my high school English teacher.