Through a misty forest in the night
Drawn through passageways of darkness...

Slowly rising half Moon in the silence of the...
over the trees and rooftops of this sleeping...

Through country roads in the darkness of my...
To Carlisle and Concord...

Clouds of jasmine drifting under the golden haze...
High above my house, drifting in from the ocean...

Forest roads, winding through the blackness of...
Beneath the watchful eyes of Heaven...

Forever lie the plains of midnight
Silence marks the path before me...

Solitude rises like vapor from the still pond
Trapping me in depths of Winter...

I sit in dark meadows, awaiting the dawn,
Ringing cicada symphony, calling out to me...

The Biltmore looms,
Stuck in a moment of opal stillness...

Opal blue sea,
Oceanic clouds stretch out to forever...

Grey clouds drift from mist-soaked hills,
Draw dryads from woods pristine...

To My Mari Ann
Emerald pools alive in your almond eyes...