Whispering wind, a breath of air
A night so calm, you'll find me there
Calling upon the stars above - a beauty all should know:

I feel the sky, the night still calls
And on the ground my shadow falls,
Yet a wave of air sets me free – I love this perfect flow.

The sounds of night, a low sweet hum
And all these works have struck me dumb
So hence I shall just sit and stare – absorbed in the waning glow.

And though it's cold, and the night is long,
I remain to sit and hear this song,
Reaching down and through my soul – transcending ecstasy:

This song seems constant, though it changes
But here I wait through all the stages
Note by note, and bar by bar – its rhythm filling me.

The world still turns, and the mist still slips
With wondrous whirl I find it knits
This perfect calm billowing on – my soul is finally free.

My battle done, as well my song
And now my eyes – they weigh a tonne
I find I cannot carry on – this moment I must keep.

I go back in – no longer cold
To dream of days of new and old
At last I'll rest beneath the folds, and drift off into sleep.