Behind the gentle tinge of dawn.
Pulling back the curtain of the receding night.
Clear light sweeps away the darkness, bringing peace to a sinking heart.
The wind whispers in a slow rhythm, bringing messages from a calm universe.
Nature speaks in silence, teaches a heart that is bound by worldly noise.
the dawn that comes every day, bringing hope in holy robes.
Teach us, as you teach nature, to live peacefully without resentment.
Under the shade of your simple light, I gained the true meaning of life.
That everything that comes will go, but love for nature remains eternal.
......
Take my hand.
We will walk.
We will only walk.
We will enjoy our walk without
thinking of arriving anywhere.
A walk among the moors is where I seek solace
Among the largest expanses of heather,
To the South, the Vale of Pickering
How breath-taking, the moorland plateau,
Broken by deep vales and valleys
That embrace cultivated woodland,
It is where I seek solace,
To clear my troubled mind
A haven that understands me
Where no questions of me are asked
......
I can hear the water gurgling in the tank
and me walking on damp sand.
The dawn is a bit gloomier today;
like my emotions, the skies are gray.
Peaceful birds coo in the distance,
wise owls nod their heads
and as the desert flower blooms
the grass covers the soil like a carpet
......
They flutter and they flitter
Two lovebirds on the lam
Their beatings wings adorned with glitter
Tiny beads of dew reflecting in the sun.
From flower to flower they wander
A constant game of catch me if you can,
No time to wait or simply ponder
When procreation is now their only plan.
......
Behind the gentle tinge of dawn.
Pulling back the curtain of the receding night.
Clear light sweeps away the darkness, bringing peace to a sinking heart.
The wind whispers in a slow rhythm, bringing messages from a calm universe.
Nature speaks in silence, teaches a heart that is bound by worldly noise.
the dawn that comes every day, bringing hope in holy robes.
Teach us, as you teach nature, to live peacefully without resentment.
Under the shade of your simple light, I gained the true meaning of life.
That everything that comes will go, but love for nature remains eternal.
......
I can hear the water gurgling in the tank
and me walking on damp sand.
The dawn is a bit gloomier today;
like my emotions, the skies are gray.
Peaceful birds coo in the distance,
wise owls nod their heads
and as the desert flower blooms
the grass covers the soil like a carpet
......
They flutter and they flitter
Two lovebirds on the lam
Their beatings wings adorned with glitter
Tiny beads of dew reflecting in the sun.
From flower to flower they wander
A constant game of catch me if you can,
No time to wait or simply ponder
When procreation is now their only plan.
......
A walk among the moors is where I seek solace
Among the largest expanses of heather,
To the South, the Vale of Pickering
How breath-taking, the moorland plateau,
Broken by deep vales and valleys
That embrace cultivated woodland,
It is where I seek solace,
To clear my troubled mind
A haven that understands me
Where no questions of me are asked
......
Take my hand.
We will walk.
We will only walk.
We will enjoy our walk without
thinking of arriving anywhere.