The Green Man

The green man came to me
One morning in the spring
When the dew lay on the fields
And my heart was full of longing

His eyes were green and gold
Like sunlight on the leaves
Oh, more beautiful than any
He seemed that morning to me

He planted love in me
As I lay against the grass
And the earth around me sang
Of the ripening of summer

My arms like branches grew
And roots sprang from my feet
Oh, I was green with life’s own yearning
With the joy he grew in me

But that was long ago
When I was soft and new
When the quickening of spring
Still rose in me like wonder

Many years have passed
And I know now autumn’s chill
Yet, I hear the green voice singing
He grows within me still