Of Woodland 2
Rain cloud arrives over the birdsWho sing of the day that has gone
At night the cloud will drop words
Feeding the new day with song
People who listen in the warmth of the sun
To the air and sky of the day
Read the notes and tunes as one
To open the mind and drift away
Darken landscape into the evening day
Make silhouettes of the autumn tree
Holding stories of people before drifting away
Into the starlight that travellers see
Poetry by Adrian Wood
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Written on 2012-02-02 at 19:39
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