A whisper of morning wafts golden,
still unconcerned by worry,
over the distances sunken in dreams,
eternities in resplendent light.
over the distances sunken in dreams,
eternities in resplendent light.
Drunk from the intoxication of the lights,
poppies and spikes move in closer,
diving into sunshine
in the dance of the summer winds.
diving into sunshine
in the dance of the summer winds.
Wind that swept through tides
over gray seascapes,
cooled by the Earth's glow,
rests whispering in the field.
cooled by the Earth's glow,
rests whispering in the field.
What stirred in the dawn's light
and spoke with the wind's voice
from the dark that it carried
now dies down in the flight of the light.
from the dark that it carried
now burns up in the flight of the light.