I love to lose my shadow to the moon
As the sky smile upon the earth a-blue;
The murmuring moon and the rumbling winds,
Its echoes are sounds of the wailing strings.
The weeping dew before the sun rises;
My soul exclaims as the sun peeps through in,
The glowing birds chirp beneath the blue sky
and the rumbling breeze dance around the sky.
The world rotates round the pleasant nature,
The earth smiles beneath the gentle nature;
I hid myself beneath the chilly sea
till sun dies; for blue moon I long to see.
I love to lose my shadow to the moon
The moon's breeze is as heavens fall at noon;
The murmuring moon and the rumbling winds
are gods that birth my mild night; lovely twins.
"words from the innocent mind"
Philip Peace