Silent Song

by Solveig Paulson Russell

Print Share

    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.