Of ev’nings music I hear the spheres
My thoughts all exchanged for dreams
With tears and prayers
Yet I you refused
Lament and love

I have complained
And all my sour – sweet days
Disobey and to complain, yet praise
Subjugated I dwell in your tenderness
My dreaming dream

Your rich gold trees & milk meadows
Maple's flashing leaves falling rains
Deceit, to hear, I did not listen
My laborious devotion

Two melting stars meeting
In breathless throe
Breeze's gentle sigh's
A star spilled province weaved in love
My dreaming dream

© Arnay Rumens / A Sol Poet