MESSAGE (TO SUZANNE)

It's green
And it's brown,
It's all around in the forest
And on the walls of the town.
It's black
And it's grey,
When the waves wash back
Hear the shingles, the spray

It's written in patterns
On the old wooden door
See the shell in the flag
Of the marble floor
It's painted on a leaf
That flows down the brook
It passes by
Just when you look

It's breathed to the window
Attached to the moon
It's written on water
Will be gone soon.
It's whispered to the wind -
Listen to the sound
It has fallen by the wayside
Look what you've found

There's a voice
From inside
From outside
It's in my ear
It's low and benign
It mingles and speaks now
With all that I hear