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

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...

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

A silver caravan of nocturnal gods
They float in silent procession...

Hazel blue anemone
In a little seaside cave...

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

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

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

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

Castle bricks
Strewn in disarray across a ragged hill...