A Day

Woke up in rainy autumn

Morning is beginning to wane

And the birds of the wing trees

Calling my name

Careless the clouds above me

The wind is gently lifting my hair

Where the rivers of the windful light ran

Now stand bare

Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love

Walk alone through the garden

The leaves are wet with mornings dear

And the whispering of someone is drawing me near

Content to rest a while

Pondering the motion of time time time time

Over unforgotten memories

Dipped in wine

Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love

The god of dusk is falling around me

The night and now restless and dank

Yet the fields are spect with flowers

Few and rain

Moon reflecting off the water

Rippling an image to me

Of the way that it is and the way that it's going to be

Listen to the flowing streams

Golden in the shelter of my dreams

Playing a song on the meadow that echoes with love