The night was dimly lit,
The moon dancing with the clouds,
On the silence did nature sit,
Far from the maddening crowds.

A cool breeze stirred my hair,
Bringing the sweet smell of nature's best.
As I waltzed embracing the air,
The cuckoo kept glancing from her nest.

I listened to the ripple of a nearby spring,
And as my feet took me nearer;
In my heart was a familiar aching,
To hold on to the moment forever.

I walked through the heavenly retreat,
Time flying by like the onrushing wind.
Turning back, I seemed to miss every beat;
As I got back to a place where people sinned.