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.