Dancing In the Twilight

Though sky he was, not blue or white And wherever the winds were breezing Clouds of black were falling down And rain that was freezing When the lightning struck The moonlight was plain and pale And blinking sky still silent as death Staring from the above We felt the ghostly face of night And the damp covering its might Sitting on the rock beyond the life We stared again at the sky Then the lightning struck the tree Standing fearless on the hill It was whispered to us to come by it And feel the powers of nature so free And now the nightingale was singing Heard by two adventurers smiling Under the moon that was now full And mother nature in its infinity We felt the ghostly face of night And the damp covering its might Sitting on the rock beyond the life We stared again at the sky Still the betrothed are sitting beyond the life And wondering the glory and the adore of night And the eternity continues as the freedom Calls us to Dance in the Twilight...