In hollowed place
and shallow glens,
There the moonlight does bend;
Shining white were it will glow
As firefly's dance
along river bends,
While songs that never end
are sung by happy men;
glistening beauty does unfold
and tales are woven into gold.
Lithe voices are lifted high
as shining stars in the night:
None fear where they will go
as long as Truth does extend.
And wise eyes watch
steps that take flight
And delight
in fruitful dance.
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