Awakened, we will,
Along the rill of summer's edge,
Find the glory of sound.
Light of foot, treading
On airy, hallowed, woodland ground,
We sense summer pledging
Our delight. We may,
By not straying far, hear striking
A stone with shell, the thrush,
Breakfasting. Or catch
The twitter of chicks in rushes,
Being fed. Trout rising,
Resonate the stream
With rippled trills. A blackbird sings
Nearby and thrills the air,
And seed pods explode.
Summer sings loud, and we, sharing
By ear, hear hidden things.
Oh yes...you describe so well I can hear it all Fay...lovely..10++ Sue
As always, wonderful imagery, I hope we can have a nice summer this year, lovely words Fay, 10 Lynda xx
i only wish we had a summer like you all...our summer is scorching
very fresh summer! this is winner Fay! I love the tempo, imagery and the way it was written! 10 from me!
An enchanting, magical celebration of nature's beauty with images flashing in and out of all its glory. 10 Karin Anderson
this is fantastical... fay you are so in touch with nature..
this is a wonderful, nice refreshment indeed..i felt it to the core..nice ..thanks for the entertainment 10++
invited in to your woodland scene, dappled lighted by rippling stream quiet of foot and ears strained, the forest creatures yet untamed bird song, mayflies, a croaking frog, a thousand miles from city smog at one with natures wondrous treasures, thank you Lord for simple pleasures Thank you Fay, lovely poem, regards Bob
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I would like to translate this poem
Great summer song made........fine diction and rhymes............10