On a young summer sky,
Among woods and among trees,
When the journey never hath halt,
for a change, doth never open,
A sudden feeling maketh me surprise.
When mighty sun seems so pleasing,
A distant silver caught me blind,
as it smiles, doth on me.
As she hovers at noon sky,
makes me wonder, and a delight.
The days are deary and night so long,
for i ponder and i sought.
beside the fountain, and the hillock,
with silver shinings and velvet breast,
caught me wilder, i saw it again.
The land of fairies, and of lords;
the land of peoples, and of soul;
the fountain of love;
and the pleasure of soulmate;
And memories i harvest in thy land.
Thine eyes as clear as water;
and stillness o' the night;
With little foams dancing along rocks;
thy melody streches miles along.
for a hard man day and his night.
The beauty of life a wonder
In thy words, yet still unknown.
for i count in joy and balance
by virtue, and the beauty
for quest of the lesser known.
By brook and the foam
thy song so sweet and the still;
and oft in times amongst places,
thou if i hath ever known,
O wonder Thou art, the skylark.
(contd)
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