In the dusky hours of evening
Through timber that sway in the wind
The sun is like a burning ember
That signifies a long day's end.
It is then in the curtain of darkness
When creatures waken from sleep
Stir to the nocturnal instincts
Until daylight they make a retreat.
Shadows that stretch from the hill top
Down to the valley below
Drenched in the mist of magic
There's a glowing in the Old Hollow.
A mystical horse is home there,
With wings that are mighty and long.
Listening for the call of its master,
For the wind will echo his song.
Together we soar over mountains
And high above the clouds.
Searching the stars of the heavens.
On a quest of enchantment I’ve found.
Seeing these awesome wonders
Is more than a ride of dreams.
The lift that takes us higher
With powerful magical wings.
Know this you must be chosen
To be a part of mysterious things.
I’ve taken the master riding
In a realm of fantastic scenes.
© Linda S.Burger
October 2004
Midi Playing: "Flight of Fantasy" © Bruce DeBoer
an Original Composition
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