I hear the swaying of the trees
The gabbing of the sheep
The buzzing of the bees

I watch as the sun comes and goes
The moon comes and goes
As the days get longer and shorter

The lulling songs of the stars
The lonely voices in the night
The music made by the man on the moon

I listen to the “whish, whish,” wishes of the winds
The whispers of the grass
As the ladybugs pass

I can hear the river flowing
The fish swimming
The bear fishing

I hear the singing of the birds
The fighting of the lovers
The secrets that the Dandelions

The croaks of the toads
The earth as it groans
The moans of the stones

I, the hill,
Hear all
That goes on in the land

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