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Arcadian Delight
Upon an old rocky mountain's flank
The local shepherd rides his herd
Tripping in silence along the slant,
Slope land, ere the dawn's bird is heard
I wake up to the cheerful vibration of bleat
Floating with the perfume of the breeze
With a lightly heard soft sound of the feet
I listened to softest sounds that would please
With a stick held across the shoulder
Carrying a morning tune Into the hill
Backed up by a yelping dog, a tall hunter
A slender breed, with a very sharp feel
A jingle tune chiming with sheep voice
Seems to be sung under shepherd's hand
With each ringing knell then, will i rejoice
Euphoric delight.poetically fueled my pen
https://youtu.be/0rA_sTYUL6w
The local shepherd rides his herd
Tripping in silence along the slant,
Slope land, ere the dawn's bird is heard
I wake up to the cheerful vibration of bleat
Floating with the perfume of the breeze
With a lightly heard soft sound of the feet
I listened to softest sounds that would please
With a stick held across the shoulder
Carrying a morning tune Into the hill
Backed up by a yelping dog, a tall hunter
A slender breed, with a very sharp feel
A jingle tune chiming with sheep voice
Seems to be sung under shepherd's hand
With each ringing knell then, will i rejoice
Euphoric delight.poetically fueled my pen
https://youtu.be/0rA_sTYUL6w
Published 1st Dec 2023
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