Watergaw - Honesty |
Honesty
I see ye there,
in front o me,
yer face, yer een, yer hauns.
I hear ye talk,
i hear ye tell,
yer hope, yer lees, yer dwaums.
I walked wi ye,
a sunlit peth,
thegither haun in haun.
Then gloaman cam,
and ye were gane,
and noo alane i staun.
The wids are cauld,
the trees are bleck,
the daurk is closin in.
And you hiv gone,
awa fae me,
yer faultless licht has dimmed.
Betrayal is a toom space,
raw nicht, cauld room, alane,
and naebdy can redeem your face,
sweet knicht, safe licht, yer gone.
by Rebekah Freeman
(Banff Academy)