Echo Of Love Poem by ENOCH JOHN

Yesterday afternoon long after sweet Aurora of the morning dew had passed,
And Zephyr was blowing quietly through the trees,
The shards of light peeping through the clouds,
And oh the orchids, water violets and the honeysuckle,
Lending different hues to the hillside.That was when I heard the echo in the hills.Have you ever heard the echo in the hills?

Well as the years go by this echo in my heart is still heard,
For love does not really die out.Love's echo in the heart lives on.
So when you walk in the hills among the daffodils with resplendent nature,
As a transient soul seeking solace, listen to the echo of love.