The Apparation Of Mother Earth Lyrics
How I have felt not seldom, in tempestuous time...Give me sight beyond sight, and pleasure beyond painKnowledge beyond twilight realmsIf night blackens with storm, will you caress me?Or make a claim abode in distant winds?Beneath some rock... I listen to the notesThe ghostly language of ancient earthThence did I taste the visionary powerAnd deemed not profitless those fleeting moodsThey bring with them vernal promises,...Of shadowy exaltationThe Spirit:A correspondent breeze that gently movesWith quickening virtue my spirit is yours,From my own passions to habitual thoughts,Drink my life to breathe this philosophic song...When night blackens with storm...You will hear me call your name,Amidst the sounds of wolves in troopsAlong the bothnic main...
December Moon The Apparation Of Mother Earth
