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THE VOICE OF NATURE

Date Written: October 10, 2017
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I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

I travelled to a mountain

And experience the beautiful creation with curving fountain

The trees that dances with the traveling winds

With the flying fowls and the birds that sings

 

I sit upon a rock

And all that creped have me flocked

The birds with beautiful colors

The sunshine in the evening hours

 

All the trees of different characters

Are the resting places of the flying vultures

The water that slip through cave rocks

With the blast of thunder above the mountain tops

 

The river in the stillness where ducks and lilies rest

With vine and thorn between clutches that’s where they make their nest

The view of cities and bloomy field with grains

The looks of fog that rest above the open plains

 

Cows and goats are gathered in heaps

Are like a bundle thousand merry sheep’s

The fountain of water which settled by the brooks remain shallow

I then realized that nature expressed  itself with the sound of  sparrows

 

 

 

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