Silver Song of Silence

Harald Eide

The sun sets, and twilight turns to night.

The full Moon, and the stars are shining bright.

Mirror like lake,- in the sharp'n clear autumn air.

Layers of hazy gold sailing within this sphere.

Silver Song of Silence whispers everywhere.

Hazy, white appearance rising silent from a shadow.

Lifts right hand, and gently forms a bow.

Answer come from twinkling star abowe.

Instrumental

You can't see who now gently wraps you in

It's invisible wings are everywhere.

Velvet like touch from the stars caress your skin.

«Now I must leave, but this promisse I give you here:

I'll be back when Visdom purifines your mind».