Until Still

I will walk on grass and leave no mark
No daisy turned from the sun from my foot fall
No one shall see my figure on the meadow
Barbed wire fences shall not pull at my clothes

I shall sit on my family’s stone steps
But they will long for my presence
The holly I cut will wait for my foot in it’s branch
The window will go unfixed in memory of me

The cats will go from room to room
My clothes will always be folded
Those who hate me will regret
The smell of me will fade

No door bell ring will announce me
Nor thunder frighten me
No wine will make my image clear
My mark on the seat is fading

The crop is gathered and what's left is earth
I have gone to find my own true love