When The Catfish Is In Bloom

On the bank of a muddy river
Life is folding over in wonder
And freeing what is needed
Of such forever flowing freedom
And my hand into the pool
And my thoughts all gone askew
Since my heart’s been renewed,
Renewed by you.
How now
Can all this come to form?
Since I left home so long ago
I’ve felt my heart been reproachful
Saddened, refused and torn
But now the sun breaks through the clouds
And once again my heart's aroused
By something more
Than ever I had known before.
All by you, and true and still
The wind is whispering upon the hill
Where I am standing, sure and still
Against the troubles of my past
Where once the boy was not this man
Who you now know,
Who hopes to grow with you beside;
And he’ll not hide from you nor I.
Moonlight drenches me in folds
For lands and loves that I have known
And time is first born in the mind
As love is first born in the heart
But no fair distance and no length of time
Has lifted me hence from this design
That calls me from the wood-banks
And hounds me in my dreams,
Taking me in droves
And tearing loneliness at the seams
Revealing something of a garment
Fluid, fought, won, and worthy
So that in the final memory
When I seem to be alone
In an echo over the mountain
I hear you say to me, “Come Home.”

And so I'm forever trying to find you, you who is my home...