Below the Southern Alps
Where dreams lie upon the twilight silence
The velvet harp softy plays......
March on mighty warrior
And find your love upon the withering heights
For spring has drawn an inkling
As Winter snow melts along the Rhine
For held within each promise
Each wispy breath subdued
We twine the mystic rivers edge
To tithe a gift of truth
Below the vast expanse
We gaze the endless heights
And watch the setting sun dismiss
Any worry left behind
Where dreams lie upon the twilight silence
The velvet harp softy plays......
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2018
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