A Dream of You

Summer's change had turns remembered;
Rain,
Let us romance the gentle dark.
Why sleep always and hurry blessed moon?
Cold sky, throw light to balmy wind;
Blow every candle like breathless song.

Come snow barrage!
Dance, run and fall!

Were spring-time moon ever vanished,
And summer sun always rushing,
Shall nothing change this cold dream?

Empty!
One moment,
How long?
Why care?
Need touch and see.

Open sky hold me yet;
Dark wind tune,
Sound morning's gold hour.