Beneath
Now close the windows, leave the world for a while/
The oaks, let them silently toss/
No holy spirit, no God will stay/
save the presence of you/
Tremors still stir these silent waters/
The cold wind still beckons me/
Feast your eyes upon this treasure/
All that glitters is not gold/
Beyond the hills where the angels lie/
Fear not now, thy heart is pure/
Beneath the stars, over hills, now forth/
Thine eyes seek answers, that I do not know/
Ten thousand nights, or so it seems/
No end in sight/