In Irons

You, love, I watched you,

You, under trees;

Leaves all about you,

Buzzings of bees.

Then you went upward,

Straight up a hill;

I was enchanted,

Claimed by your will.

You, dear, I watched you,

You, under sky;

Looked all about you,

Flung your arms high!

Then you soared upward,

Straight up in rhyme!

I was in irons,

Claimed for all time!

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