Music
O soul of Earth, on woodland flute
Sing song of lakes of Eden Green
O sing in boats in far off sea
O sing with cuckoos in the green
O sing with heart with lark and wren
Of woodland rides in beechen green
In lang of flute and harp and wind
These songs of soul talk more than words
It lingers when all voices die
It lingers when we see no birds
It travels on the wings unseen
From forlorn times to present days
It singth in moonlit nights on shores
With starry lamps and thousand fays
Copyright © Sabahat Batool | Year Posted 2023
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