Timeless Quest

Winds rush thru the whispering pines, To play with mantle of green; And gossamer thread of a spider's web, Hangs in sunlight's sheen. Laurel leaves that crown the head, Frame face with drops of dew; And misty eyes with whispered sighs, Shield lids that hide the blue. Where maidens walk on winding path, And elfin spirits repine; There daisies lay and bluebirds play, Beneath the tangled vine. When shepherd boy pipes tunes of joy, In meadows dipped in gold; Music plays to sing a phrase, To lambs that rest in the fold. To tread upon the mountain peak, At sunlight's fleeting noon; And trace the sight of an eagle's flight, As she soars o'er silver dune. When blossoms play and sunbeams stay, With daylight’s soft caress; While juncos feed on honey mead, In summer’s vibrant dress. Where pyramids of chestnut blooms, Fly high in yonder skies; And clematis pine on leafy vine, To tempt the bird that flies. When daylight dies and twilight comes, And nature finds her rest; While flowers sleep and moonbeams keep, Midnight’s timeless quest.