Look for me when the tide is high
And the gulls are wheeling overhead
When the autumn wind sweeps the cloudy sky
And one by one the leaves are shed.
Look for me when the trees are bare
And the stars are bright in the frosty sky
When the morning mist hangs on the air
And shorter darker days pass by.

I am there where the river flows,
And the salmon leap to a silver lune,
Where the insects hum and the tall grass grows
And sunlight warms the afternoon.
I am there in the busy street,
I take your hand in the city square,
In the market place where the people meet,
In your quiet room – I am there

I am the love you cannot see
And all I ask is – look for me.

Iris Hesselden