Martin's Reply To Leah's Last Words! Poem by Martin Greyford

I will do all you have said and I
Will make my soul an envelope for your soul,
And my heart a residence for your beauty and
My breast a grave for your sorrows.

I shall love you, Leah,
As the plateaus love the springs,
And I shall live in you
The life of a flower under the sun's rays.

I shall sing your name as the valley
Sings the echo of the bells of the village church,
I shall listen to the language of your soul
As the shore listens to the story of the waves.

I shall remember you as astranger
Remembers his beloved country,
And as a dethroned king
Remembers the days of his glory,

And as the hungry man remembers a banquet,
And as a prisoner remembers the hours of ease and freedom.
I shall remember you as a sower remembers
The bundles of wheat on his threshing floor
And as a shepherd remembers the green
Plateaus and the sweet hills.