Loom

From the east

A cold wind blows

Across the evening lawn

Summer is surely on its way

Midnight will ask you once again

With words unwary

Does it still your breath away?

In the shadows of the silver tree line image

Of the high

Skyward brilliance left above

To hone each sparkle in the sky

We're dancing softly to the songs

That may just save us from our doom

Summer gardens are the scene

As we fall into them and loom

Through the deepest cavern hearts

Of crying bravery

Opens the sight's eternal beautiful

Majestic shadows in the night

They have us crazy

Painting themselves against the lights

Seeing an end to an endless strife

I'm crawling out full heart

In the shadows of the silver tree line image

Of the high

Skyward brilliance left above

To hone each sparkle in the sky

We're dancing softly to the songs

That may just save us from our doom

Summer gardens are the scene

As we fall into them and loom

In the shadows of the silver tree line image

Of the high

Skyward brilliance left above

To hone each sparkle in the sky