Wanderluster
Where daisies glow like summer snow Clusters of gin berry juniper grow Frisky nocturnals furry frantic play In mossy glades of emerald jade Query from what calling to what end Do rustic aspens quake in wind Wrapped in raspy golden shrouds Of symphonic lost eternal sounds Where songs of eagles and the lark Lay seige in dreamings of the heart With crystal breaths of fragrant May Visons endless scintillating grace While fluted calls of bushy deer Kiss the indigo glazed veneer Where verdant shadows in patience wait The comming Autumn's crimsoned wake Such solitudal silence wanderers seek Down rutted roads with restless feet Mother wanderlust so kindly bestows For wanderers grow old well she knows Seeking the worthiness of her soul Her blankets of comfort she'll unfold For they are hers and hers aloneYes indeed, I am a nature lover, and my idea of a perfect world is one where all people everywhere can travel anytime they want to their heart's delight. Written February 23rd, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 05:36 AM PST 0 • 10
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"Where daisies glow like summer snow ..."