A Quiet Crest
I dream of a peaceful place
Where I can look across the valley
With endless time to waste.
I dream of sitting on a mountaintop
Listening to the bird's sweet song
While I watch the evening sun drop,
The light reflecting across the sky
In a dreamy haze of orange and blue
Where I let all time pass me by.
There is a place where the wind rustles through the trees
In a secluded valley somewhere
Far from the raging seas,
And when I find that quiet crest
I can finally be content
Because my soul has found its place to rest.
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