And all through the cold night mist,
I trudge the twisting wooded path.
Among the dark majestic mountains,
my mind prepares for ceremony.
The last hints of sunlight sink into the earth,
a pale moon fades into twilight skies.
Alas come the brooding clouds,
and the pouring rains soon follow...
The loss I felt, that fateful night,
this evening shall wash away.
Stones arranged into constellations,
tears chilling my face.
Midnight oil permeates the mist,
and fires defy the cursing rain.
Cries echoes off timber pillars of old,
Suddenly, time stands still....
....And then a celestial miracle,
by some unearthly guise.
Clouds fade away, and starlight falls
from infinite midnight skies.
Then, her spirit, the love I lost,
appeared from shadows of night.
Under a canopy of stars,