Oh! That part of the day!
Adorned by the setting sun’s ray
Fills my heart with ecstasy
And flies me to a world of fantasy!
A cloud above me passes.
Nay – ’tis a flock of the feathered creation
Journeying back home in formation
There – a lone bird appears
Separated from friends; cold with fears
Flying round and round and round
Sensing a way to his home ground
As I stare at the silhouette of the palm
Against the clear blue sky – oh ! so calm!
And hear the faint strains of soft heavenly music
Drifting toward me from far, far away.
Supreme bliss, in my fantasy world reigns!