love poem quote

there was never a sound beside the wood but one
weak-winged is song
still thirteen years
musing, between the sunset and the dark
look out upon the stars, my love
there is no escape by the river
it was the autumn of the year
a few more windy days
a little peach in the orchard grew
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
into the silent land
their beautiful hair
see, they return