This night seems endless like a dream
Without waking rays and warmth of sun.
A winding maze of visions leads within
The depths enchanted, into sprite’s realm…
There I behold, forever close at hand,
And yet…Alas! Beyond my reach,
Thy dear aspect and an autumn’s scent,
Thy peerless melody of speech…
Thou art is now but a wraith,
Of dream that never came to pass,
My strength, my dauntless faith,
Eternity enshrined in hour-glass…
