Woods and springs make me smile no kitchen smoke for miles clouds rise up from rocky ridges cascades tumble down a gibbon's cry marks the Way a tiger's roar transcends mankind pine wind sighs so softly birds discuss singsong I walk the winding streams and climb the peaks alone sometimes I sit on a boulder or lie and gaze at trailing vines but when I see a distant town all I hear is noise | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...1914: 1. PEACE by RUPERT BROOKE THE MULBERRY GARDEN: CHILD AND MAIDEN by CHARLES SEDLEY CALIBAN [ON THE ISLAND], FR. THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE HAWTHORNE by AMOS BRONSON ALCOTT THE OLD BRIDGE by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER |