A Song Of Enchantment

A song of enchantment

A song of enchantment I sang me there

In a green green wood by waters fair

Just as the words came up to me

I sang it under a wild wood tree

Widdershins turned I singing it low

Watching the wild birds come and go

No cloud in the deep dark blue to be seen

Under the thick thatch branches green

Twilight came, silence came

The planet of evening’s silver flame

By darkning paths I wandered through

Thickets trembling with drops of dew

But the music is lost and the words are gone

Of the song I sang as I sat along

Ages and ages have fallen on me

On the wood and the pool and the elder tree