On shallows of grass,
Through the hills made of green,
The houses are built,
Mainly few n far between,
At peace with the birds,
Where the Eagle that soars,
At one with the skies,
Where the wind finds its course.
Each creature that lives,
Be it big or small.
Don't bother me, no Sir,
Never once, not at all,
Each bonny wee rabbit,
We see hopping home,
Each butterfly prancing,
On winds that are blown.
Each tree where the branches
Bring shadow from sun,
Each river that flows
Where the rapids have run.
The rocks in the sunshine,
That glisten so bright,
The crickets that chirp,
Finding friends in the night,
The shadows that fall,
Where the moon hides the sun,
We all have a chemistry,
All blending as one.
Where sky meets the sea
And the sea meets the sand,
The little crabs tiptoe,
In far away lands,
Forgotten are fortunes,
Nowhere be there theives,
Just creatures and mountains,
Fresh water and leaves.
This is a beautifuly written poem. I loved it. thank you for your deep and wonderful thoughts Sarah.
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Each bonny wee rabbit! Yes Sarah I have such a creature and she thrills with her visits. Beneath the lilac bush, below the song birds and the ever changing sky. Your poem is a song worth singing. What treasures await open eyes we are rich beings who remember how to be surprised and appreciate. The famous Brit G.K. Chesterton states that there is no lack of wonders and only lack of wonder. An absolute wonder of a poem!
Thank you so much Eddie for your generous comments. I love the quote There is no lack of wonders and only lack of wonder. This is so very true.