The ghostly shades of evening’s realm
In the shadows of windy oblivion...

In this Spanish night,
The healing music of love, like the wind...

In evening’s silent hours
Cygnus, the Celestial Swan, soars through the cool...

While walking on a long dirt road
In forest depths, with trees so tall...

Silver ripples swirl in motion
Like small waves upon an ocean...

Waves and foam, the endless surf
Crashing on the shipwreck rocks of Maine’s...

A Summer day, I recall still
As dreamy clouds were drifting by...

Through a magic night of dreams, I recall
A vision of a moonlit field, soaked with dew...

Midnight wind outside my window
Blowing through the trees with its mournful sound...

Forever lie the plains of midnight
Silence marks the path before me...

Forest roads, winding through the blackness of...
Beneath the watchful eyes of Heaven...

A quaint hillside park, repository of memories in...
The mysteries of old Ireland rising like mist from...