The Hill

Oh the hill, nestled in a gentle maze,
it’s cap of heaven, in a golden haze,
Stand proudly, unmoving as I ride,
Against your green and leafy side.

The luscious waters gently stream
In ever changing states of dream,
slipping through thy pebbled breast
to dance and dance with joy and zest.

Gods creation in strength and majesty,
With years of stillness, strong and free
For within my heart your song doth gently shrill
As I gaze upon you tall and lonely hill.

And with these thoughts to me freely given
You bring to me the simplicity and wonder..
Of this earthly heaven.

Poems of the soul Dilani Diva