The silence

[Leopolds Ghost]

The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass.
It shakes the willow catkins; the leaves shine silver.
Where are you going, DUers? Far, far away
Over hills, over the edge of the world.
Take me with you, wind, high over the sky.
I will go with you, I will be blogger-of-the-wind.
Into the sky, the feathery sky and the blogger.

The stream is running, running over the gravel,
Through the brooklime, the kingcups, the blue and gold of spring.
Where are you going, DUers? Far, far away
Beyond the heather, sliding away all night.
Take me with you, stream, away in the starlight.
I will go with you, I will be blogger-of-the-stream.
Down through the water, the green water and the DUer.

In autumn the leaves come blowing, yellow and brown.
They rustle in the ditches, they tug and hang on the hedge.
Where are you going, DUers? Far, far away
Into the earth we go, with the rain and the berries.
Take me, earth, O take me on your dark journey.
I will go with you, I will be blogger-of-the-leaves,
In the deep places of the earth, the earth and the DUer.



The Sun lies in the evening sky. The clouds are red about him.
I am here, on DU2, I am running through the empty fields.
O take me with you, DU, dropping behind the woods,
Far away, to the hearts of light, the silence.
For I am ready to give you my thoughts, my dreams, the silence.
The shining circle of the sun, the internet, and the DUer.

Source: Watership Down