|Willow's Magpie Tales|
On such a night as this
I stand by the window,
Dreaming of a land I once knew.
Of a broad river glinting in the moonlight,
Serenely flowing towards the ocean,
The beginning and ending of all life.
I dream of fields rustling in the breath of night,
Of trees whispering tales of old, singing
A lullaby to still the restless day.
All is silent, all is calm,
The starlit sky gently leans to kiss earth’s rim
And my soul takes wing.