I long to hear the sounds
Of nature uninterrupted
Heard pure and clean and clear
By mankind not corrupted
I long to hear the waterfall
Flowing down the mountains face
To hear the rushing water crash
By no unatural sound disgraced
To hear the gentle winds
Blowing through the mighty pines
Untouched by unatural sounds
Be they yours or mine
To hear the falling of the rain
Colliding with the thirsty ground
The thunder as it roars
No hint of man made sound
To hear the silence of the night
That is ruled by star and moon
The sound of the great abyss
Peace it's only tune
To hear the choir of the feathered singers
Singing their beautiful hymns
Free of outside sounds
From their stage high upon a limb
I long to hear only the sounds
Of the nature that God created
But everywhere I go it seems
They have by the sounds of men been permeated
O Wouldent it be a joy to hear
Natures voice pure and true
With no sound made by man
To tarnish the sound or view
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
I long to hear the sounds
Of nature uninterrupted
Heard pure and clean and clear
By mankind not corrupted
I long to hear the waterfall
Flowing down the mountains face
To hear the rushing water crash
By no unatural sound disgraced
To hear the gentle winds
Blowing through the mighty pines
Untouched by unatural sounds
Be they yours or mine
To hear the falling of the rain
Colliding with the thirsty ground
The thunder as it roars
No hint of man made sound
To hear the silence of the night
That is ruled by star and moon
The sound of the great abyss
Peace it's only tune
To hear the choir of the feathered singers
Singing their beautiful hymns
Free of outside sounds
From their stage high upon a limb
I long to hear only the sounds
Of the nature that God created
But everywhere I go it seems
They have by the sounds of men been permeated
O Wouldent it be a joy to hear
Natures voice pure and true
With no sound made by man
To tarnish the sound or view