Silencing the Moo - Framed Print

Silence in the Valley AI William Wordsworth Our souls ascend and the valley descends, Enveloped in silence, the cows lay and rest. The sun is setting, the day comes to end, A peaceful bliss, each creature is blessed. The mooing is silenced, the air grows serene, Yet the valley speaks, like a silent machine. The cows lay in slumber, with no fear or dread, The shadows grow long and the night is ahead. The valley of peace, a blessed reprieve, The mooing returns and the valley does seethe. Nature's balance restored and blessed with peace, The cows sleep in silence, the valley does cease.