THE SONG OF MY LIFE

Moonrise over Broken Islands

photo by Jon Merk

The song of my life is the summer breeze

dancing within  the rustling trees

it's the murmuring shore, the waves' ebb and flow

it's the beauty of nature wherever I go

it's the call of the mountains, the tumbling falls,

it's the  riverbed green,  and the canyon walls,

it's sunrise and sunset, the golden glow

of a fall afternoon as the sun sinks low

it's the smell of smoke on the evening air

it's the howl of the wolf, the growl of bear

it's the cackling hen and the warbling wren

the fox's leap over the cattle pen

it's the translucent light on the sandy shore

glorious beauty spread all before

it's the moon that crosses the midnight sky

it's the beauty that forever draws my eye

it is, most especially, the song of the sea,

ever drawing away, then returning to me.

For Susan's prompt at Mid Week Motif: Melody - without using the word melody. I cheated a bit with "song," for lack of gray matter.