The softest of the dancing lights
Float across the barren field...

Hauntingly the wind
Sings beneath the silver stars...

Shadows cling to the forest
Draining the world of every hue...

Darkness of the deepest kind
With roots of hatred and fear...

Sweet scented lilacs tumble
From the rose-tinted wind...

Overtones of guilt
Flicker in her anguished eyes...

Exotic flames dance
From the centre of the Earth...

Sifting shadows bathe the forest floor
In a swathe of darkness...

Warm
And close...

I walked beneath the autumn moon
Through the rays of silver light...

"Dance with me my young one"
Whispered the warm inviting wind...

Still
And soft...