• The Meadow
    Birds chirp and twitter
    While the musician's
    Echoes of a elegant song
    Relish across the meadow

    Rythm as if from a flute,
    Flows seetly, like the smell of
    My mother's
    Freshly baked apple crumble

    A joyful, stress free aura embellishes a trance
    Upon the musician's words and blend

    Tweet! Tweet! Tweet! Birds chirp
    Even louder, in a woodsy tune
    As elk buck there hooves against a tree,
    Repeating the beat.