Duration

Love comes along an innocent rider

a train going which way

and ask you no questions

or take down your number

but slow you so plenty

you cannot see straight

or count your own fingers

or walk down the sidewalk

Love is a picture of a hurricane waiting

a woman who loves you

the power within her

to take you down long roads

and show you the meaning

of patience in questions

from circumstance trying

Of quiet in morning

and slow steady footsteps

And birdsong that tell us

they come from the long night

yet sing for the angels