I dream a cemetery
Shadows and silhouettes taking the hand
And guiding the traveler to a grave
No morning comes with flowers
No hymns are sung
No prayer begun
I dream an empty planet
I'm afraid of the clouds where she might be
Lost in darkened hopeless sight
Where no sun is shining now
No stars
No horizon
I dream the birds are crying
A lingering pall and hidden tears
Wings are broken
Nest abandoned
And me
I dream a yellow field
Once with planted seeds
A scarecrow menace lurking
No warning
Only wind
The crow has gone away