The gleaming star remains
Adorned through time by grace
And grace makes its way back into the midnight
A call is heard of shut eyes order secret
For us to join in playing its strange games
The sailor floats in trans-celestial calm
He"s putting out the golden glow of candles
Which destination is his charm?
And what makes celandine so sweet
Down deep?
And what"s the reason he"s so careless?
