AT DUSK

At dusk I hear the wild birds calling
As night whispers on the stones
We paid what we owed to darkness
Now darkness leaves us alone

Coming here each a stranger
Knowing well the stranger’s art
What a shame if we as strangers
From this place should part

The poverty of souls lost to knowing
The nameless sum of all that’s lost
Innocence betrayed at the altar
All gone in the dust…

Still in gathered evening
Silence falls on the moor
I hear a sweet voice singing
And wonder who it’s calling for

 Sweet dreams now enfold you
Their comforts shall be yours
As we drift beloved
Towards the shifting shore

This world in all its danger
Soon may fall away
Still in dreams I found you
I hope you’ll always stay