Goodbye, goodbye, noisy city <br /> <br />I have had enough of your crowded streets, <br /> <br />Pollution and incessant babble <br /> <br />I shall go into the Woods and build a cabin <br /> <br />Amongst the chirping morning birds and summer flowers <br /> <br />Where I can sit by the babbling brook <br /> <br />And listen to the pleasant sound of running water <br /> <br />And read my books of Poetry and Philosophy in Peace <br /> <br />Where I can look at the wonderful sunset painting the emplty sky with <br /> <br />Its beautiful colours. <br /> <br />Where I can smell the uplifting fragrance of the wild flowers <br /> <br />And enjoy the beauty of Nature while I can can <br /> <br />For, alas, I am but a passing shadow i <br /> <br />In this mystical journey called Life<br /><br />Michael Kersting<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-shadow-passing-by/
