The Blue Mists Of Night

..and many a moon shall rise...

..and lead me into the cold embrace of the night

Here we drown in our grief, drown in an absence of light.

Here is no shelter; no escape from our heart,

Entwined in this tragic embrace I fear and bemourn to depart.

When the shadows fall,

and the sun sets in us all...

Just silent hopes remain & the aching grief that grows

into a bottomless vale I fall - O, I give myself away...

Away! Far away! To this dim and misty place

My heart reflects the night...

Languid moonshine I bath my skin in thee

O may thy beauty be revealed in me.

Silent winds, whisper to me

thy songs of solitude and joy...