Her eyes in the moon
Reflection of a dreaming
That I can't awake

A following sun
Now that I am forced to be
A ring in a tree

Futile in my ways
One sees beyond shallow grave
Gurgle in the creek

Can there be so sweet
Your hand making me complete
Sun kissed cool in the twilight

In a circle rule
Come a stroke now of midnight
Silence flies the owl

Twenty-four hours now
Making my day complete
Blue sky , clouds pass by