And now the
Angels sing songs
Of lullaby’s in
Haydn and Mozart
They tink sweetly
In my heart
Like a tap
On crystal stems
Like the sound
I imagine of
A dew drop
Bouncing off a
Rose petal or
The sound of
Falling leaves as
They land softly
On a carpet
Of amber these
Are the sounds
Of nature that
We hear if
Only we listen
