The Dale Of Dearest Visions. Poem by Ravi Panamanna

With a heart profound and deep,
With memories lush and evergreen,
A bird leaves a forest glade
In the force of life and winds.

From the vales familiar and beautiful,
From the horizons long possessed,
She is leaving the dale of dearest visions
In search of further wings and songs.

Deep in the forest glade
Her seasons were fresh and cool.
The winds were soft
Her days were a gift.

Near a gentle brook
Was her dwelling branch.
Life was a meditation,
Life was a communion.

Near the love dale
Was an ancient fort.
Yonder among the mist
Was a blue mountain.

For years over eighteen
It was a happy dwell.
The chirps around her
Were her own heart, glee.

Now she is leaving this glen,
Her friends, seasons, her own very breath.
Deep within is a living song,
Deep within is a cascade of life.