A windswept plain in morning light
Beneath the heights of ancient slopes...

Stars burning in the vault of the sky
Violet-tinged In my Winter season...

Corinth lies in her rocky grave
Battered and burned beneath the loam...

From this verdant hallowed site
By the plains, forevermore...

Brave sailors who sailed distant seas
In ages, crossing Neptune's realm...

In swirling clouds of silver lace
The disk of Luna lies concealed...

The fire that feeds this restless poem
Is the burning vision of my sweet home...

Hazel blue anemone
In a little seaside cave...

Pearly moonbeams of the night
Silver glow on all I see...

Blossoms rustle in the wind
Crocus bright and thistle blue...

In fields of forever, I wait for thee
As clouds drift over the silver sea...

Work your magic across the sky
Midnight Moon, pearlescent queen...