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    Poetry for Valentine’s Day

    By Philip Britts

    February 11, 2015

    Valentine Verse

    If we should walk in moonlight,
    My valentine and I,
    In slow step, by a stream of stars
    Where water lilies lie:
    Where the elm trees stand in silence
    Down the hill like a line of kings,
    And alone, in a world that listens,
    The nightingale sings:
    Sweet the smell of the meadow,
    Cool the kiss of the breeze,
    A dainty foot and a steady foot,
    Step slowly under the trees.
    If we should walk in moonlight,
    While we and our love are young,
    We should hear a softer music
    Than the nightingale has sung.



    And the Twain Shall Be One

    When morning flushed the hedgerow,
    Bowed down with May in flower,
    I felt the hidden challenge
    Of Beauty as a Power:
    And then it was your word, your look,
    That woke and filled the hour.

    Now, in the bright of noonday,
    When strength is at the peak,
    And life runs strong to labour,
    With many things to seek—
    For Truth to guide and Love to speed,
    I wait to hear you speak.

    And who can tell what battles
    Shall fill the hard-fought day?
    But stay, dear heart, beside me,
    Along the unknown way:
    That we may watch together still
    The sunset on the May.

    October 1946

    Read more by Philip Britts: Water at the Roots: Poems and Insights of a Visionary Farmer

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    Farmer-poet Philip Britts was born in 1917 in Devon, England. Britts became a pacifist, joined the Bruderhof, and moved to South America during World War II.

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