30 Nov 1985, Posted by Scott An Chora in Poetry, No Comments.

Poem 090 Forbidden are such mountains

Forbidden are such mountains, in the shadow of the light, to hold faith that it’s the fountains that lay forth its delight.  And there paused above the mirror, in the reflection, I saw a glance and the breath of a faint murmur, like me she seeks romance.

Deep within the garden, we cared but not for time, where I was more than a friend and she was nobody’s but mine

We drew lines within the darkness, not the utter of a word, nothing but a shared caress, our hearts were all we heard.  I got lost within her pleasure, she was blindness to my sight and I gave it all to nature, without the slightest fight.

Like eagles flies descending, my wings cut through the air, holding on with such a grip, to every strain of hair.  My sprit then lay weakened, the height from which it dropped, though emotions were still all peakin, time has chosen to stop.

Such eyes were laid to darkness and within my mind I flew, was only me who needed the rest, I had stopped to see the view.  It was a view above the valley, I so wanted you to know, a place where I have felt so free, like a child long ago.

As I ran throughout the garden, you didn’t want to play, my heart was out to you again but again I heard you say.  There behind your window, only glancing out to see, why aren’t you interested to know, love is something free

It’s this day I hear the singing, the whispers of its song that grows inside this longing and helps me sing along.

From far beyond these mountains, awake beneath the light, I know it’s not these fountains, that shares with us delight.  And there paused behind the mirror, a reflection and I glance but I’m no longer the explorer, out searching for romance.

My love’s now growing in this garden, no restraint in time, where everything’s more than a friend and nothin’s claimed as mine.  To be one within such pleasure, where they’ve opened up my sight, for me it’s here with nature, is where I’ve found the light.