Sunday, November 06, 2011

the dancers of the light

Fraser's Hill
The haven of peace and quiet
Cool breezes in the night
The dancers of the light

The years had gone
The time of footprints forgotten
Of the time on the hill
The echo sometimes heard

The faces became distance
The images of youth disappear
The people I once knew
They had gone scattered all around

Leaving behind the time
The youth of the past
The place so cool so quiet
It can bewitch the mind

The call of the jungle treks
The easy ones used to walk there
The misty dew drops the rays of light
The whirring wind songs of the past

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