Twilight's song, direction of the wind

Swiftly moving me along, to my chagrin

Taking me away, far from here

Vague movements, dusky sight unclear

Silhouette of a plume strikes my face as I go by

Bones of the past, oh so old and dry

Thunderous shaking, as the heavens open up and cry

Evening star stirring in the sky

Soft melody on the wings of the night

Floating on the notes sweetly played

Caressed quietly by nightfall's serenade

Gently now as the lullaby to the babe

Like the cherub's sweet voice in the nave

            Soft billows drift to the refrain of the forgave

Luminary shadows shine from above

            Basking in the glow of moonstruck love

Nocturnal serendipity, in the hands of fate

            Singing of the faint, with whispered echoes we await

In the lull of the sunset, one can only anticipate

            The hour of devotion drawing us near

Harmonizing sounds, such pleasure to the ear