What if I should come to trust more of love The summer is loveliness foregone, Leaving its glories in sunset glow, And now its deep-felt warmth is almost done, Which autumn’s excess tints for show. The beauty of the land still burns in light, But the joys of lovely things grow cold, As the wail of the wind sets sharp and bright And longer, wintry days grow coarse and old. What if I should come to trust more of love Stretching metre to a joyful future song - Finding never-ending summer dawn above, That I might broach new summers and belong. This is my heaven, making all things new, That nature will enlighten and renew.
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I. All Shall Be Well
Poetry Series: Keith Shorrocks Johnson All Shall Be Well October 2020 Publisher: Integrand Press, Wellington, New Zealand, October 2020 All original material published on this site is subject to the Copyright Laws of New Zealand: © Keith Johnson Wellington. NZ The Poems are presented in rough form as 'tasters'. For the final polished article see the original entry on the Parent Website Magazine. ABOUT THE POET As a professional Development Economist and Public Policy Analyst, I worked in over 25 countries during a 40-year career. In 1991, I settled in Wellington, New Zealand, having lived and worked in the Philippines for the previous seven years. In NZ, I subsequently worked widely across government as a Policy Advisor in both full-time and contract roles. As my wife's career progressed, I became a house-husband from 2008, while limiting my work in economics and public policy - acting mainly as the principal carer for 2 small sons. I c...