Of distant dreams that call in the silence of...
Their resonance in tropic humidity...

On a hillside flowing with Spring's song
The palm trees swirl to the music of my heart...

Worn coral paths of history
Wind gently neath the evening shadows...

This spectral world, where few have tread
As Summer days to Autumn pass...

We meet again one dreamy night
Of emerald green on midnight's shore...

Spectral images,
Imbued in the depths of night's silence...

Suspended from sleep like a feather floating in...
The ways of the night I feel...

Look up, behold the garnet star
High up in starry heavens far...

I looked up to the sky, the twilight rising,
In a Floridian park, saw a vision spellbinding...

Fair Aurora,
Paints her sky with brush strokes of amethyst...

Intrepid these winds that swirl through the...
On white marble clouds that coalesce in silence...

So here I am beside the lake
Where in past seasons I had run...