Walk me through a field of sweetgrass,
and I’ll bring back the days we passed.
Sing to me when doves are cooing, 
so I’ll turn around and understand.
Carry me through a summer’s twilight,
and I’ll show you the stars that shine.
Remind me how our moonbeams dance,
and we’ll try again, we’ll leave tonight.
If you lead me down the river delta,
we’ll find our way on the tree lined path.
The wind will carry our songs of searching,
and we’ll mark the place upon our map.


©Elle Wonders 2017