Tasting of the sweet damp woods and of the rain one inch </br> above the meadow: It was like feasting upon air. - William Jay Smith

And I’ll love you as long </br> As the furrow the plow, </br> As However is Ever, </br> And Ever is Now.

A silver-scaled dragon with jaws flaming red </br> Sits at my elbow and toasts my bread. </br> I hand him fat slices, and then, one by one, </br> He hands them back when he sees they are done.

And life is a rain-swept mirror </br> Through which perpetually </br> A girl with bright hair flowing, </br> Dappled dark coat blowing, </br> Into the unknown, knowing, </br> Walks with me.