Nocturne Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Try to find me
Inside the forest
Where songs will be
At their best

The shivering leaves
Of autumns going
The yearning believes
Of earth in glowing

Try to find me
In the river's waves
Where songs will be
In slowly paves

All is for love
On the tinctured row
The feeling's true of
What now must go

Try to find me
In clouds drifting by
Where songs will be
In the deep blue sky

In to our dreams
Of the deep unknown
Where everything seems
Of its very own

Take me to songs
Inside the forest
Of farewell sing-alongs
In parting dressed