Silent Song

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    Do you know of a song without words
    And without a tune to hear?
    A song that is just a feeling—
    A bright melody sweet and clear?
    I have a silent singing song
    That lies deep inside of me.
    I feel it when I look upon
    Our scarlet maple tree.
    I feel it when I see a gull
    Fly high in the autumn sky,
    Or when I see white milkweed seeds
    Float free as their pods are dry.
    I feel the lilting melody
    When all earth’s autumn face
    Is filled with soft warm color,
    And beauty is every place.
    Perhaps the song is happiness—
    Perhaps it’s made of love
    And thankfulness for autumn joy
    And all blessings from above.