"Icy wind of night be gone

This is not your domain"

In the sky a bird was heard to cry.

Misty morning whisperings

And gentle stirring sounds

Belied the deathly silence

That lay all around.

Hear the lark and harken

To the barking of the dog fox

Gone to ground.

See the splashing of the kingfisher

Flashing to the water.

And a river of green

Is sliding unseen beneath the trees,

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer

Making for the sea.

In the lazy water meadow, I lay me down.

All around me golden sun flakes

Settle on the ground.

Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon,

Bringing sounds of yesterday

Into this city room.

Hear the lark and harken

To the barking of the dog fox

Gone to ground.

See the splashing of the kingfisher

Flashing to the water.

And a river of green

Is sliding unseen beneath the trees,

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer

Making for the sea.

In the lazy water meadow, I lay me down.

All around me golden sun flakes

Settle on the ground.

Basking in the sunshine of a bygone afternoon,

Bringing sounds of yesterday

Into this city room.

Hear the lark and harken

To the barking of the dog fox

Gone to ground.

See the splashing of the kingfisher

Flashing to the water.

And a river of green

Is sliding unseen beneath the trees,

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer

Making for the sea.