The sound that single string has made
Dissolved in the thin air
It disappeared to start allusions in my mind
The thought awaken was a noble heir
Of dreams that overwhelmed me like a ferocious tide
The night before…
What night it was! Imagine,
The purple twilight after sunset, warms and stars
That gleaming in the yonder steadily and gently
Opened the sky beyond the very Mars.
I dreamed of her, of my improbable ideal
Of a woman of the perfect alien world
That though unseen, but desperately real
Exists so close to us in its divine accord.
I dreamed I saw her musing in the starlight
With white guitar untouched and undisturbed
Across her lap…
Serenely she was gazing at the Earth site
Admired by me, beloved by the Almighty Lord