Whistling In Blue Hill
WHISTLING IN BLUE HILL
You walk on lean trail in blue hill
The winds waft to take you along
Whisper in the ear a sound shrill
Reaching your heart it becomes song.
Whistling a dulcet song in the wind
You walk on lean trail in blue hill
The song wraps the tree leaves to find
How music in them winds instill.
The song echoes in the valley still
Sounds of serene silence persist
You walk on lean trail in blue hill
With music rippling in grey mist.
In mind joyful aloneness stays
In ecstasy your senses distill
Your within lighted by sun rays
You walk on lean trail in blue hill.
September 27, 2017.
Form : Quatern. Syllable count : 8 each line
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