I hear your voice in the lonely sounds,
In baying of the old abandoned hounds,
In mists from where the turtle doves coo,
In sounds of one, where there should be two.
I hear loneliness in the wind & sighing
breeze,
Within the whispering secrets of wise old trees,
In the silent teardrops of the soft morning
dew,
It is within these sounds, I hear the call of
you.
I hear it all, within the sea´s waves glistening,
Within the silence of my being, quietly listening,
In the howl of lone wolf, at the midnight moon,
It´s in the call of the lonely sounds, that
I hear you.
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