In the depths of purple clouds
Soft and temperate as the night
Masks the setting of the sun
And hides the fading
of the light
In the depths of purple clouds
Soft and temperate as the night
Masks the setting of the sun
And hides the fading
of the light
The eagle soars
On majestic wings
Effortless in flight
Riding thermals
In the moist early morning
Dew drops embrace
The willow stems
Like lovers’ tears
Until they evaporate
Under the sunlight’s
caress
And bathed the
landscape
In its bright lunar
light
So that the ice
crystals sparkled
Like diamonds in the
snow
A soft blanket of white
Hid the land from
sight
And despite winters
bite
Was a scene of pure
delight
The mist cascaded down the hillside Like a maiden’s hair Tumbling onto her shoulders The bare branches of the birch trees Pierced ...