Now close your eyes And open your weary heart Let me soothe away the woes Of fiendish world... As will the sun bathe the land In its warming light So shall the moon ascend To guide the day to wane In turn the rain to hush The tumult of this world And the wind to rise, Sigh a lullaby in trees "Not in these troubled times I`m not the one you pined for No, not into calmer waters I`m not the one you long for"
"But a scarecrow, an anathema to the world Looking in from the outside It`s time to turn my back, Walk off the beaten path Seek heartening in solitude"
The arc of sky is roof where I call it home Drizzle of rain the only music from now on My bed is made from juniper`s boughs Of mire and moss my pillow "Not in these troubled times I`m not the one you pined for No, not into calmer waters I`m not-the one you long for"
"But a scarecrow, an anathema to the world Looking in from the outside It`s time to turn my back, Walk off the beaten path Seek heartening in solitude" Lone footprints diverge from tree line Autumn veils the sloughs with rime Shell of quagmire Yet too fragile to bear a man
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