Simply Listen

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Simply Listen

 

Birds on the water

Through ten arches saunter

Amid silver and grey

If the sun casts its ray

But there just couldn’t be

A better place, not for me.

With the lap of the water,

And the cry of the lamb,

It’s a lady, close holding

A lonely old man,

Where the birds constant whistle

Through the trees, simply listen,

Simply listen, simply listen.

 

 

By Maurice Lennon

April 2003