Through blossom filled trees
I see the Tor in the distance
Buttercups in the fields
Sheds crammed with cider barrels
The wind in my hair
The sun in my face
And the flat land moor in my eyes
The buzzing of the bees hard at work.
Clouds in the sky hardly moving at all
Church towers creeping over the tops of the trees
This is what Somerset life is for me
A sea of blossom clings to the trees
As back and forth come hundreds of bees.
Looking out to Avalon
An eternal sunlit plain reaches
Out to the shroud of purple haze
Out from the orchards in bloom
Still platinum-flooded fields
Sit sagging in the sun
In the turquoise tree edged bowls
On the patchwork of Godney Moor
Green leaves hang, blue or golden
In the stained glass dappled light
They shine, ornamental green faces
On the branches spread like pointed finger.
Butterfly petals flutter, vanish
Into the warm, scented grass
French horn curved branches sing, carefree now
But will, one day, sag with fire bright apples.
Pink butterflies sit on the trees like blossom
Honey makers collect pollen
All is quiet except for the trickle of water
A clear blue sky sea covers the sky
Juicy gems litter the ground
Sheep trample all the green felt.
Buzzing around in the warm spring air
The sun shining above me
Bright white blossom where I collect the nectar
The cows grazing around me.
Buttercups growing in the long green grass
The clouds moving above me
Sun getting covered by the clouds
Then coming back
The wind whistling around me
As I look at the view, blue sky above me
I go back to my hive, the other bees around me
I impress the queen bee, she buzzes about
She is talking from above me
Then I go out to get some more
The other bees around me.
White blossom, open and fluffy
Pink blossom, bud not quite grown.
The petals are scattered along the orchard
Through the long mysterious grass.
Past the views lye the horizon
Then the turquoise sky above that
The sun is flickering against the blue sky
Like a blossom of warmth
Birds flutter in the sky
Singing their tuneful song
Trees are covered in blossom
As fluffy as the clouds
The dazzling sun pours down on us
Like a waterfall of sunrays
A powerful sea of green and pink
Beautiful white, majestic violet
Sunburst yellow and triumphant lilac
Rosy Pink and burning scarlet
All under the blueberry sky.
Look down the orchards into the fields
Venturing to a sparkling lake
Through bush, through grass and over mound
Listening to the many sounds
Repeated singing of birds and bees
Blossoms and branches rustling on the breeze
The passing of a distant plane
Flies on cows stick out plain
The rumbling of a distant tractor
A helicopter becomes louder and louder
To hear these sounds just stop and listen
And all these sounds will begin to glisten.