As I sat beneath the stone
In that moment all alone
The piper's distant piping fresh
Moved me deep inside my flesh
Standing as I could no more
Sit still as I had before
The music seemed to move my soul
A moment and it moved me whole
And as I capered, hops and skips
The movement moving moved my lips
And I sang a song before the sun
Before the stone, before no one:
Bind me body, hand and spirit
To the first fair maid to hear it
Tie me to her life and land
There to kiss her so-soft hand.
And, sure enough, when I stopped spinning
Standing on that hilltop grinning
A maid of beauty untoward
Who offered me her drinking gourd
And sat beside me on the grass
And helped the afternoon to pass
In that moment love came to me
Brushed my skin, came in me, through me
And all the years later: O, time it flies
Drown do I in her dark eyes
Melt do I in her soft arms
Fall do I for all her charms
And pipers piping move me still
And I suspect they always will.
