Bird songs sweet through windows, drift
Like my restless dreams that lift...

Blue electric flame, working its magic,
Violet energy, burning like a phosphorescent...

Holding your memory dear in the harvest moon...
To cross dark meadows in pale light glowing...

Stars burning in the vault of the sky
Violet-tinged In my Winter season...

Hurricane spins in a churning sea
Storm driven winds across the depths...

To walk down country roads during Spring's...
Neath the serene light of April's full moon...

Gently sings the night,
A palm tree sways its slow serenade to the wind...

The castle songs, they drift tonight,
From Spain to the heights of Palmyra...

Time sends its vapors across the sapphire sky,
So sad, so real, in this blue moment...

In Crystal Depths
In crystal depths as dark as night...

Hazel blue anemone
In a little seaside cave...

A windswept plain in morning light
Beneath the heights of ancient slopes...