Icy wind of night be gone,
This is not your domain.
In the sky a bird was heard to cry.
Misty morning whisperings
And gentle stirring sounds
Belied the deathly silence
That lay all around.
Hear the lark and
Harken to the barking of
The dog-fox gone to ground.
See the splashing of the King-fisher
Flashing through the water.
And a river of green is sliding
Unseen beneath the trees
Laughing as it passes through
The endless summer
Making for the sea.
In the lazy water-meadow
I lay me down.
All around me golden sunflakes
Settle on the ground.
Basking in the sunshine
Of a bygone afternoon.
Bringing sounds of yesterday
Into the city room.
In the lazy water-meadow
I lay me down.
All around me golden sunflakes
Covering the ground.
Basking in the sunshine
Of a bygone afternoon.
Bringing sounds of yesterday
Into my city room.