Alone,alone in the night on a dark hill
with pines around me
spicy and still,and still.
Em ah oh
And heaven full of stars over my head,
white and topaz and misty red;
Myriads with beating hearts of fire,
the eaons cannot vex or tire;
Em ah…
The dome of heaven like a great hill and,,
myriads with beating hears of fire
heaven full of stars.
Ah…
Oh em…
I know
I am honored to be witness
of so much
majesty