Villanelle Song

Whispers, growing ever louder, roll
Dawn’s first crimson, pink and scarlet rays,
And start the song flowing from my soul.

Birdsong’s twitters; trills, write on the scroll
Chanson heralding the start of Day’s
Whispers: growing ever louder, roll.

Each man and beast hath voice, God did dole.
At first, timid, with my mouth I praise,
And start the song flowing from my soul.

Spreading joy with each refrain my goal:
As day grows, sweetest melodies raise.
Whispers: growing ever louder roll.

The sun dances across heaven’s bowl,
The breezes sing now, as sun’s ray fades,
And start the song flowing from my soul.

Then shine numerous stars of ole,
Night’s symphony soon fills my gaze.
Whispers growing ever louder roll,
And start the song flowing from my soul.