Down by the Brook
After work, after dinner, afternoon.
Shadows dance, the sun cajoles,
Spirits fly from whispy breeze,
The flow of life behind the trees.
Gentle, calm the river meanders,
Calling rhythm into the heart of me.
Drifting off with chirping chorus,
Late the day, nobody saw us.
Here the midges dart and bite,
Here my companion rushes round,
And round and splashes gaily,
As if this all was meant for us.
Deep the thoughts of tranquil life,
Now I prayed to end the strife.
Settled for the lesser of evils,
Held accountable to giving people.
Here the law is pleasantness,
And where the love my dreams caress.