Hamilton, Ont. Canada
With dream is, that I gaze upon
The silver moon of night,
It fosters peace within my soul,
It puts to rest my weary bones,
It holds me tight within it's fold,
The silver moon of night.
With happy heart is, that I meet
The morning light of day,
It tells me that it's time to rise,
To wipe the sleep out of my eyes,
And bring me wonder and surprise,
The morning light of day.
With hope is, that I hoist my sail,
to earn my daily bread.
To cast my net upon the sea,
Reel in the catch it cedes to me,
Give some to you, take some for me
And earn my daily bread.
With peace is, that I hail the dusk,
Await the silver moon,
My chores be done for one more day,
A traveler along his way,
I hear the chant across the bay...
Await the silver moon...
Await the silver moon.
[This message has been edited by Wolfgang (edited 09-04-99).]