A Dream of Beauty

She walks in Beauty like the light,
of starry skies and endless nights,
and in the morrow she sees the cries
of all the merry starry skies.

In the light she calls her own,
she finds the one that brings her home,
and in the scream she finds the blight
of one who loves her in the night.

She walks in purity of the sky,
off countless stars and dreamy nights of waking hours and waking nights,
screaming out with waking cries.

In this field we call tonight,
let us find, the one that brings us light,
and in that dream may we find the one,
who brings us home to endless fun .