Whistling while whiling the time

Whistling while whiling the time for a while
purposely being happy instead of cross
amazed at a whale swimming in the Nile
tossing a pebble at rock beneath moss;

gaining membership of a clan,
deliberating over climbing over a mountain high
pondering on hobbies as man can
restricted to walking below inviting sky;

being reminded of passing time by ringing church bell
warmed by both chimney smoke & cloak
feeling well as pride doth swell
choking an oak with sticks to poke;

sharing a hug with a friend so fine
relenting that what's hers is his
seeking jug with water aline
shyly stealing but one single kiss;

interpreting words wise men spoke
be these applicable to me
marvelling at the slowly growing oak
bowing a timeous wooden courtesy.