A SONG OF LOVE poem

A Song of Love

tall pine trees
dark forest shivering
under a cooling breeze quiet river

three hands are waiting
to be felt to be touched
to be loved

one canoe glides slowly
admiring the smooth the silence

i am the canoe and you
and you and you three hands
i touch you i feel you
i love you

© Richard L. Provencher 1974

first published 1974
Polished Pebbles
A Bluewater Anthology
Seeker Publishing Co.
Sarnia, Ontario