SHADOWS OF DREAM.

As I am looking from my window.

At the moon and its shadow.

My all thoughts scatter hither and thither.

That thought came straight from your heart.

In the still of the night.

When the world is sleeping.

You might like in my dream.

Or will this dream of mine fade out of sight.

When the moon growing dim..

On the rim of the hill.

In the chill still of the night.

Will this dream of mine fade out of sight.

Again I am looking at the window.

At the brick road and disappearing shadow.