Weber City, VA
The Fire Of Night, comes from above,
from a great bird of unceasing sight.
The wond'rous beating wings of a dove
Signal a chance, the bringing of night
it is the time for love,
A time to set the world alight.
With the stars that caught my soul alight,
and in the vast sky, it shines above
the land of peace in the time of love,
the horizon goes on, in never-ending sight,
a ravens song, whispering quietly in the night,
into the waiting ears of a flying dove.
and listened well, did this pale dove
to the words that turned love alight
the sweet, sad song lingers in the night
hanging on only in the sky above
and be hold, dark singing to light, a sight!
Beneath its melodies lie a song of life, a song of love
And such a song, nested in naught but love,
Thus the raven's message delivered well to the dove
so with eyes that shine upon the night, with unseeing sight
changed the world to such a state, it was a-light.
Why, then, I looked up at the bright stars above
and thanked the heavens for the silence of the night
A star streaked across the black canvas of night,
I wished on that star, I wished for love,
and flying in the blue sky above,
I saw the dance of a raven and dove
their songs strove to make the heavens alight,
burning fiercely by the new day, the sky by a raven's love.
many a night I mused and pondered what happened to the land above?
And as I awoke, with the dawn of my sight, I caught a glimpse of the world above.
It seems I dreamed that entire night, the night of the raven and the night of the dove.
The night that set the land a light, with imaginary love. . .