In evening's silent hours
Cygnus, the Celestial Swan, soars through the cool Autumn sky
High above a sleeping world
Great night bird, on her eternal flight over midnight forests
The vision of her frees me from the day's thoughts
As I gaze into cosmic distances
Stellar diamonds twinkle
Within a black vault of blissful solitude
An Autumn cricket song fills the canopy of the sky
Carrying me back on endless roads of memory
In the silver depths of the night.
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