Quiet Melody
Quiet Melody
Made my way across the barren thorns
Cropping the cemetery
And to this spot I adorn
A view of that desolate plain below
to the lest
Just ahead I have spotted life
-Eternally droning
In clouds I have seen
In sun I have seen
In the afternoon I have seen
-Happily crying
Wind has swept this platform clean
and beautiful
My looking glass, window to the world
And in the distance I hear that permanent
Ongoing
Melody
