Happy Hollow

In the happy hollow of your breast,
Let me lie all night and rest —
I'll wander up the road that rolls
From wooded valleys down below —
And stop a while along the way
To drink at the oasis there —
Then up into the gentle hills I'll go,
There to lie among the breezes —
To breathe their breath, and take my ease —
To watch the night succumb to dawn —
And listen to the heartbeat of my world.