song – Page 2 – Leaf And Twig

Chorus

the hedgerow sings
late winter’s song
on whispering leaves

water runs to the long river
singing the final refrains of its song
before it is silenced by winter

Floating flower bells
silence is their song.

The last gift the cornfield gives
is its whispering song
on the winds of fall.

Morning light
sings my heart’s song.

This is the spot
to rest on the plush pine needle carpet,
listen to the song of the leaves and the river
and hear the wisdom of your own heart.

The laughter and song of the brook
are part of the mountain’s music.
This is the surface of sound.

It has taken many cities to know
that my way home is off the paved path.
The sound of tires on soil is my welcome song.

The babies have feathered and flown.
It is time to wing to the South.
Your house holds the echo of your song,
and awaits your return in the spring.

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