SO BEAUTIFUL BEYOND SAYING



SO BEAUTIFUL, BEYOND SAYING





She is so beautiful, so far beyond my saying

I could not imagine any a greater thrill

Than spending time with her on a hill

Where a thatch of a patch of light lay playing;

Where there I whisper sayings so true

That all the heavenly drowned arise peacefully still

As I whistled though the silence solemnly crowned

Where at night angels of light emerge out of the blue

And we as lovers are cradled in our leafy beds

The shade of the hilly trees is a saying of many shades

And a stamp of a lamp for those fumbling in the dark

Now, my saying is the undoing of all that I hold true

That trickles down to every rill to lie fallow and still.


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