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Words Of Beauty
Of all the times i love one
A silent stream at setting sun
Drifting crimson clouds,swept wide
And a rising star glimmering afar
Of all the places i like where
The land is green the air is fair
A flock of sheep of natural flair
Browses where the grass is neat
And when at dawn the bell tolls
Or when the twilight folds again and rolls
And the herd, a tired silence holds
Coming back full, for home sends calls
A quiet landscape in the open space
Along a row of pine trees where to pace
A thick forest nestling birds' race
From where a piney perfume exhales
To be walking along a crystal clear brook
While streaks of water enchanting your look
You stream with the tide where lakes abide
Where dragonflies skim, bugs on waters, ride
Or to be charmed by the twilight shadows
As they snake across the burnt furrows
Where eucalyptus trees swing a tune
Chiming with a flock of doves that croon
And then comes the night to lull to sleep
A birdie baby under a moonlight peep
Leaving to dreams, all the Earthly souls
Beneath a heavens' hand,The Almighty rules[/i]
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