Sunday, May 3, 2015

The Forsaken Shepherdess

I love sitting beside the stream
that runs easy and cool,
setting the woods in mood,
with joyful scream.
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Fish swim in water,
Trout blinded, carp blazing,
and frogs leaping,
The soundness of nature is amazing.
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I pipe my tune of discovery,
a simple shepherdess alone,
while flocking crimson, glittering stars,
and lowlands turn to stone.

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