Voices of Nature
O'er the mountain,
Under gray sky,
An eagle calls,
I hear his cry.
O'er the mountain,
Doves mourn and cry,
Sit and listen,
As they all sigh.
The creatures chatter,
Softly 'neath trees.
I hear voices,
On a soft breeze.
Fox tells her story,
Hare wants to sail,
Larkspur hails song;
I hear their tale.
This poem is about:
Our world