Rise And Fall (poetic ' without a sound' version)

Rising Up from the ground

Floating high without a sound

Looking down upon the trees

Blown upon the Summer breeze

 

Clouds of untouched virginal white

Shining in the dazzling light

Above the trees, that silently stand

Ancient guardians of the land

 

That look up, and they see

Clouds sailing, wild and free

Across the sky without a sound

Above the Earths rotating ground

Done