Come let’™s play
We’™ll run through valleys ‘“
with the rivulets that run in
excited expectation of
things to come
Of rivers wide and solemn, sedate and slow
Of waters falling in thunderous roar
Of sails pirouetting in the wind
in joyous fantasy.
Of gulls calling with outstretched wing
in an ecstasy of life and living
We’™ll fly with the kite
plunge and soar
and on an eagle wing
skim-touch a cloud
floating over majestically
All this on wings of sound
of bow and string
and heart beat racing
to catch the beat