… In the arms of the wind’s night
I was rocked to sleep beneath moon’s white light.
A friendly ghost from a time long past
Whispered, sighed, it’s grace she cast!
… Shadows played below moonbeam
Chased by the restless wind in their gleam.
Little lullaby, a lovely song
Kept its meaning nice and strong…
… Yearning, things yet unseen
Sang to me, so serene!
Whispered fragments of old broken dream
Rode on the strange, haunting, they seem…
… Lured from my sleep, We danced with greed
Entranced by music and light indeed!
Then suddenly I knew my aim
The likeness of night and its flame!
… He winked and smiled beneath the cloud!
His song grew soft, not aloud!
His secret was discovered, he floated away
To the shimmery, faint cloud of gray!! …
The pictures are from bing.com…