Field and Stream..

As the field ran with the plaited stream…
The streams aim, became quite clear…
I saw it ~ In the way she flowed…

‘Yond the fence lines breadth extreme…
Into the sphere..Of the fall of the year..
Amidst the pools of the gentleman’s road..

I can see how she feels for a moment..
As she watches the sea of the meadows..
Before she falls into a sea of her own…

Taking to the shores her gentle hint..
To lie upon the meadows elder toes…
Becoming the kingdom of his throne…