'as we lie down in the tall tall grass and dream how to build an ark' Photo: by Mark Timberlake on Unsplash
The long grass
Poem by Geoff Sawers
The grass will grow, green and tall
our children fade from sight
the grass will blow to yellow dust
all children hold the light
the grass will grow above our heads
tall children tread it down
young trees may seed beside the road
spread roots deep into the ground
the trees will reach up to the stars
each dawn is a blazing star
the stars will turn upon a wheel
each night but not turn far
wheels turn on an open track
the dust blows into the west
an owl will call in the long twilight
as its own young leave the nest
an old man sings in the broken night
for a child afraid of the dark
as we lie down in the tall tall grass
and dream how to build an ark
