I look upon the blossom sky <br />Like spring afar the colours shine, <br />Above the darkened summits <br />Of this wild and rugged land, <br />The hush of dawn yields silence here <br />But for the breathless breeze that blows, <br />Across the far and distant hills <br />Which in their greatness stand. <br /> <br />The sweeping slopes of valleys steep <br />Now catch the beams of sunlight there, <br />As they asorb the amber rays <br />They glow like burnished gold, <br />As shadows lift upon the ground <br />Sweet music flows within the air, <br />As birds now sing with joyful cheer <br />To melt the morning's cold. <br /> <br />While heather flows across the heath <br />Their flowers blending into one, <br />Where violet sprigs and yellow gorse <br />Adorn the grassy shawl, <br />And as the carmine clouds do pass <br />Which pale as they so gently drift, <br />I look unto the blossom sky <br />And watch the petals fall.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blossom-sky/
