What a lovely thing to be a bird in the morning!
To rise above the earth in cool requiem, living out secret life before the waking hour, movements, actions, within a waking dream.
Quietly flying, soaring through air you go: as unwatched, unnoticed, we cannot know, where it is you nest, in tranquil sleep,or solitude, or to where you fly, for only God can keep you in his ever watchful eye.
To rise above the earth in cool requiem, living out secret life before the waking hour, movements, actions, within a waking dream.
Quietly flying, soaring through air you go: as unwatched, unnoticed, we cannot know, where it is you nest, in tranquil sleep,or solitude, or to where you fly, for only God can keep you in his ever watchful eye.
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