Songs

We sat in easy silence
Beneath the vaulted trees
The whispering stream beside us
Conspired with the sigh of the breeze

The moon rose up to join us
The stars began to gleam
We quietly watched their reflection
In the silvery face of the stream.

I didn’t see the moonlight
The stars meant nothing to me
The way that her eyes were shining
Was all I needed to see

She gazed at the edge of the millstream
Where banks of forget-me-nots grew.
The flowers gazed back in the twilight
A vision of blue upon blue

It seemed that all the heavens
Had drowned within the brook
And something pulled me downwards
To take a closer look

The babbling water above it
Still singing its magical song
"Come in, the water is lovely
You know it’s where you belong"

My teardrops distorted the picture
They bitterly started to flow
She said, "I think it’s raining
It’s time for me to go"