The Walk

[milo]

for milo
il miglior fabbro

I will confess and tell my friend
but I will give to him in song
as frogs sing night unto its end.

Frogs sing bass, and crickets blend
their melodies - I’ll hum along,
then I’ll confess and tell my friend.

I've missed my turn, my aimless wend
has led me where I don’t belong
as frogs sing night unto its end.

I’ll meet him just around this bend,
on nights like this no turn is wrong,
I will confess and tell my friend.

But for right now I’ll just pretend
he’s walking by my side so long
as frogs sing night unto its end.

If he’s not in this marsh, well then
I’ll search beyond the wood and on.
I will confess and tell my friend
as frogs sing night unto its end.

I thought that the contemplative walk worked on several levels. i saw later that you mentioned the walks of dante/virgil etc. It actually brought to mind (for me anyways), the friendship walks of:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frog_and_Toad

and not just because of the frogs but because of the easy manner of the poem. The words are simple but musical. The specific wordings on 1 or two of the lines threw me but not overly so.

As a dedication I think it's excellent and it us much appreciated.