These cool grey evenings
Raining scarlet, violet, blue
Bestir hidden longings
Of unity with you
Long Fading shadows,
Dreaded darkness of the night
Of death; and tomorrow
We rise to be with you
The tire limbs of the sun
Shall revive in the morn,
The old reborn
In the light of the dawn.
Then these lashes of pain
On the Sons of men.
With it's insidious sting;
Shall be gone
And man
Shall retake
Eden.
