Francis Traherne

             Francis  Traherne

Grey limbed ,green skimmed

Daughter of the river

Gliding through the earth cleave;

Winding winding winding her own business

Flows into me ;

For when you have given all

To the Lord of all the Earth

Then you have nothing

To stop you

Owning all the world

The light in the mist in the air

The knots and crowns

Of the sleek green tangle lands

And the mystery of the mystery in everything

No longer call with heartbreaking sweetness

Across a gulf that can not be crossed

But ,with winks and smiles

Beckons to its fellow conspirator,

For when you have nothing

Then you have everything;

And the lord and his earth

Are yours

                                        WILF 0707