Words--The Heart of Imagination
A red deer on a misty hill
Stately among the grass
Listens with ears pricked to the shrill
Sounds of earth; musings pass
Dim smoke flitting in a morass
Dance in the mirror of the mountain pool
And music cool
Quivers and dies along the highland, alas!
The music light, elusive as the dawn
On the wind's breath borne
Blended and lost where tawny waters flow
Gone, gone
Into cold air, echoing where ?
The mind becomes still
And no-one knows
But a red deer on a misty hill
Where the stubble grass blows.
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