Under the moon sky of float
The wings of my heart are trying
To fill hand in hand note
Of silences from the night dying
Those drift in clouds of easy going
And twinkling sparkle glowing
Each swaying grass on earth alone
With its moistening dew soothing
When heart's in beat of speechless tone
And surface of dreams smoothing
Those drift in clouds of easy going
And twinkling sparkle glowing
In its departing and faraway curving
Of conjure that glow in wave's speeds
Those flames up high preserving
That through endlessness accedes
Those drift in clouds of easy going
And twinkling sparkle glowing
We’ve found in search of esteem
In dreams that came to be conferred
Of what not is - nevertheless seem
With each of the nightfall’s offered
Those drift in clouds of easy going
And twinkling sparkle glowing
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