There's Longing in the Sea
There's longing in the sea and mountians grey,
There's longing too in silence and in song,
In murm'ring waters too on their endless way,
At sunset hours and firelight's flames among;
But fondest in the wind it makes its moan,
And saddest is the sedge the wind replies
Awaking echo's echo with its tone
And mem'ry's mem'ry in the hearts deep sighs.
And when one harkens to the chanticleer
And hand with eager song at break of day
Evoking answers upon answers clear
From nearby gardens, till from far away
At last songster lifts him voice on high,
With distance and longing in its cry.