Fleeting Retreating Flowing Freedom

Fading shadows silent flee.' Fluttering wings and bird calls Clear ringing around.. Sunlight feeds dawntime lapping Water babbles its sound..Its firm the earth; under a mossy Down, a fish jumps skyward, splashes surround ' i cast a The twine; the float bobs steady all is fine, puffy white Clouds on high.' flags are nodding royal lbue and gold Distant sheep are bleating..A peace enfolds.' I contemplate Beside the wye' before before I fade my time gone by.'