Moonbeams

Astraeus moves across the sky

The wind is breathing gentle sighs

Slowly a shimmer

Dressed all in silver

Touches everything in sight

Lie down upon a bed of grass

The grain is slow inside the glass

White petal flower

Inside the hour

Will bloom out of the dark at last

Wake into a dream

Run down the moonbeams

Listen to music of the night

Breathe in the soft air

Go to the place where

You don't need wings for taking flight

Something like tremors all around

A melody in every sound

And in the shadows

Nothing to battle

Only a spell to hold you bound

Move deeper through the ivory glow

Leaving behind the world you know

Open the iris

Enter the silence

And start to feel the undertow

Wake into a dream

Run down the moonbeams

Listen to music of the night

Breathe in the soft air

Go to the place where

You don't need wings for taking flight