After mighty wind blew wildly
Feel peaceful, take a deep breath,
Magic falls like leaves from a tree
Singing with swallows and dancing freely,
Along the star streamed path
As the moon smiles wryly,
Ever watchful on a world
That continues to drift,
In a directionless course
Where the clouds are milked dry,
When daytime arrives
The sun takes over,
And seizes the shift
With a silken shine,
Cementing the transition
From night to day.
