Unicornucopia

In winter homes we sigh,

Beneath the leaves sing

"I need some meaning in a twinkling"

And maples glow as white,

Prospective sweets and light

Sons are bringing in the yeildings

There is reading before sleeping

Nighttime where we are

And you covered in plain clothes,

Sewing neat, careful designs

But what makes you so fearful?

Wear a coat to cover you,

Sing songs to cover you, sing

Unicornucopia in my dreams

Unicornucopia what I sing

And we read for the hours

Our books become as lamps

For retreating to our dreamings

The stove brings warmth for doubts

The Lord brings us about

To the work of His own keeping

Part of you speaks,

"Do you need me"?

Midnight where we are

And you float for an instant

Through the quarters of an hour

Wood clocks play songs by instinct

Turn while hearing words for just you

Spoken to remind you

Unicornucopia in my dreams

Unicornucopia what I sing

If for an hour

For a moment

How fleeting this will be

Glances are traded

For warmth

In the presence of suffering

Morning where we are

And dewdrops lay as mountains

By the kettle on the hearth

But half of me is uncertain

Then an old familiar light,

Keeps me at rest 'till nightfall

Unicornucopia in my dreams

Unicornucopia what I sing

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