The Falconer

The falconer is sitting on

His summersand at dawn

Unlocking flooded silvercages

And with a silverdin arise

All the lovely faces

And the lovely silvertraces erase

My empty pages

The falconer is sitting on

His summersand at dawn

Beside his singing silverwaves

And his dancing rebelrace

That compose ahead of timeless time

A sound inside my candle light

Father child

Angels of the night

Silverframe my candlelight

Father child

Angels of the night

Silverframe my candlelight

The falconer is sitting on

His summersand at dawn

Unlocking flooded silvercages

And with a silverdin arise

All the lovely faces

And the lovely silvertraces erase

My empty pages