Sit here with me upon this bounteous hill
Where many folk have walked from ancient times
And listen for its song while all is still
Stay here awhile let all your senses fill
With all that lives and dreams while warm sun shines
Sit here with me upon this bounteous hill
Take in the peace and sojourn here until
Your heart is full your soul no longer pines
And listen for its song while all is still
Around are many souls who found the will
To live and strive for good with greatest skill
Sit here with me upon this bounteous hill
And listen for its song while all is still
Lovely. Beats too make the poem solemn
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