Evening fallen, full moon risen, Stars in purple velvet fold; Comes the bridegroom with his princess Crowned and gowned in silken gold - - Sounds the flute and beats the tabla
In my secret heart, how I wish We could lie Out in the cornfields Under the sky; Follow the wind As it sighs on the hill - Follow the Love that Is calling you still. Am I a dream in my own
Earth is with the wanderer wherever he may rest; Whatever land he settles in her love for him is blessed; But he has cursed himself with war, and weapons forged in fire;
In the shimmer and the shade Thoughts are woven, Love is made; Hari Ananda, Hari Om, Om Mani Padme Hum. - - -Avatara, Earthborn Divine, - - -Sings in silence songs of Time;
The bright notes spring from the strings of silver; Wild words fall through time and space; And I will sing to this blue world's ending The songs I sang when the Earth was made.