I look upon the book you write-the wish made long before/the house where you bear have lived yr life/the charm you bring to bear/ I fail yr words/yr frailties/they're far then, n distant from the heart of me/Yet I feel those words/for they are flowering/n the drunken taken day disappears to me/my remembering body sleepwalks in the hour/the long, pale garden trodden/ in the quiet of my blood/to try n take the skies/ that yr eyes ride/for who would be fearful of sleep and night?/whose dashed footfall in the rain rides?/ n whose weving path do I walk beside?/ listen n you'll hear/you'll hear/you'll hear ev'ry note loved/each note sung/ev'ry awed word/ you'll hear ev'ry note loved/singing yr heart's every word.