The Minstrel
The MinstrelAs I wandered
through the wood
I heard a tune
and I tried to discern
from where it came.
I looked all about
but naught
could I see
I listened to the tree
as it offered advice.
Stop looking to the clouds
and thinking aloud
there is much to be seen
if only you lean
closer to the trees.
I sat down at the
base of the tree
and listened to the song
so sweet and so strong
as it echoed through the wood.
I opened my eyes
it was then that I spied
the minstrel singing
his song
amongst the flowers and leaves.
© Megan Warren 15/01/2006
I heard a tune
and I tried to discern
from where it came.
I looked all about
but naught
could I see
I listened to the tree
as it offered advice.
Stop looking to the clouds
and thinking aloud
there is much to be seen
if only you lean
closer to the trees.
I sat down at the
base of the tree
and listened to the song
so sweet and so strong
as it echoed through the wood.
I opened my eyes
it was then that I spied
the minstrel singing
his song
amongst the flowers and leaves.
© Megan Warren 15/01/2006
posted by Megan Warren @ 9:41 PM
3 comments
The 
3 Comments:
Great to have music around:-)
Lovely, Megan. The woods hold magic for you as they do for me.
Vi
This has such a lyrical feel to it Megan and I do adore the collage. It is so good to see everyone in the woods stopping to see and listen.
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