So many times I walked this lonely path,
So often this sky faded and went out of sight!
Pain came down; I never looked up,
I missed the bellowing of the heifer!
These huddled trees, this lone bird, the cold dew,
All were here; I had my eyes but never saw you!
Now that you tune to my walk, lift your face to see,
This silence sounds like the serenade to me!
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