Under the Greenwood Tree

Under the greenwood tree

My winds are eternal, ever free.

Among the cool alcoves

My springs are ever ceaseless.

 

Nature is dancing in delight

Birds are making pleasantry flights

Here, all around the dale

My fountains forge ahead of all gales.

 

Here the days and nights are mine

Seasons sing upon my clime.

Feathers I pick up of a living yore

And I gift them to all waking dawns.

 

I am laid upon here forever

I am caged here forever.

This strip of sky and earth

These winds forever are mine, my very breath.

 

To the distant clouds, I leave a passing glance.

With the winking stars, I share a throbbing heart.

Rain or shine I am unbound by time.

I am this very nature, back to my own elements.

 

Under the greenwood tree

My grounds are eternal here.

Beyond the passage of time

I leave upon these dales my solemn vibes.

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