Fragrance Of Eternity
Fragrance Of Eternity
In the east
A vanilla welkin
Heralds the break of day.
The pale moon
That drifts across a deserted scape.
The trees sleep
Beneath the canopy of indigo
That shrouds the world.
In the nebulous haze of light
From a myriad of distant stars.
And the sanctuary of silence hovers
That fills the night air
With the fragrance of eternity.
