The crying of the giants,
Screaming through the veil,
The moaning of old spirits,
Writhing in their hell,
A call goes out for freedom,
Amidst the rebel yell,
It tells me change is coming,
I hear it in the gale,
The winds of change surround us,
Mark the tolling of the bell,
And better days are coming,
Now listen to my tale,
Though the sun is shining brightly,
It’s warmth is no avail,
The gusts so cold around me,
Mayhap it is my knell,
As much as it does call me,
The lure of each new trail,
Warmer days are coming,
I’ll stay home, just as well.

JDoyle

And adventure awaits!
The vines entwine my spirit,
The mountains call my name,
And oh how I can hear it!
The sunlight leads the way,
I’m off to find tomorrow,
With the glory of today!

JDoyle

As I walk along today you quietly accept me here,
You listen to my ramblings and always let me near,
You never turn away from me, I know that I belong,
You always have a lesson for me, and you make me strong.

I’m humbled by your acceptance of me, because you are so old,
So beautiful and inspiring, so gentle yet so bold,
You’re powerful beyond all measure, our very lives controlled,
And yet you’re always right there for me, you always take the time,
And never turn away from me, my problems, quests and rhyme,

But I’m thankful just to be here with you, and share your quiet mood,
To see the sunlight softly dappled in this solitude,
To know the wonders that you offer, always something more,
Places of ease, but also challenge, so much to explore,

You’re magnificent to see and giant in your nature too,
Yet all the little things that matter are never ignored by you,
I bow my head and forever ponder,
The beauty in all you do,
You simply show yourself to me, and allow me free to roam,
And each and every time I’m here, I know that I’ve come home,

JDoyle

A far green woodland,
Beneath a sapphire sky,
With silver streams meandering,
Along the by and by,
With trees as tall as giants,
And mountains oh so high,
And misty covered shorelines,
So clear in my mind’s eye,

JDoyle