I Yearn To Live

Far from the noise of the busy town street Where the creek from the hills and the river does meet With Nature's peace and beauty all around me This is the place i am longing to be The song of the grey shrike thrush a joy for to hear His beautiful whistling melodious and clear You will not hear his kind in the park of the town Near where busy traffic does buzz up and down I yearn for a cottage home in the quiet countryside Where the peace and beauty of Nature abide Where the only sounds are of the wind and the bees And the wild born birds on the bushes and trees Where many humans live Nature does not choose to stay From the noise of the town she does live far away The Goddess of Nature will never live near Where industrial noise is all that one does hear I yearn to live in a place of human noise free With the beauty of Nature all around me In a cottage on view of the hills near where the waterways meet Far away from the noise of the busy town street.