Winter winds reach icy hands
into my room...
carried away under gleaming
eyes of glowing moon
Beyond the fields we know
sits one whose eyes
regard the end
He sits fast asleep, dreaming me,
dreaming him
**(to and from Lord Dunsany)
into my room...
carried away under gleaming
eyes of glowing moon
Beyond the fields we know
sits one whose eyes
regard the end
He sits fast asleep, dreaming me,
dreaming him
**(to and from Lord Dunsany)