The Loud Cries, Brightest Depths Of Summer Hues The loud cries, brightest depths of summer hues! Gold gleaming on broad fields of flashing grain; Numerous as if sands upon sea shore Nature wouldst this beauty never deny Spring's great new glory in its birthing pains The loud cries, brightest depths of summer hues! The meritorious winds, summer's love! The adventure of red fox hunt and chase; Passionate and true as lovers implore Lust for the living and heart's softer steps Cupid's deep thrusts, arrow's fruits not erase The meritorious winds, summer's love! The sweetness of summer songs have now fled! The angry wasps have forsaken their nests: Dried hanging as if to be never more Death wouldst dar'est accursed dark levies take Living heart from singing in mortal chests The sweetness of summer songs have now fled! The loud cries, brightest depths of summer hues! Gold gleaming on broad fields of flashing grain; Numerous as if sands upon sea shore Nature wouldst this beauty never deny Spring's great new glory in its birthing pains The loud cries, brightest depths of summer hues! Robert J. Lindley, March 12th 2002 Rhyme, ( What The Golden Sun Bring'eth To Mankind)