#ForeverSonnets
From city's din, a weary soul now yearns, My soul fades beneath the urban strain. In these maple whispers, quiet solace burns, And tranquil visions rise to soothe my pain. Oh, lovely rustic life, beneath your sunlit sky, Your nightly breezes gently wrap me round. With Gallah's haunting, peaceful, distant cry, And in dew-kissed leaves, deep content is found. Sweet Eastern air, your mystic music sings, A constant presence, be always by my side. While moonbeams dance, a silver vigil brings, And inner peace reveals all hidden things. Ah, feathered choir, let joyful song now stream, And in this peace, fulfill my waking dream. ---Affaq