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The whisper of the night
Life is beauty beyond compare,
Filled with joy plenty, yet rare.
I lie wrapped in the cloak of the night,
With a million stars weaving a web of light.
Under a lacy moonlit dome of I lie,
With the symphony of the waters, my lullaby.
The Hunter marches through the heavens, resplendent,
With Zeus, the King, in his bright raiment.
Starlight silver casts velvet shadows on the sand,
Moonlight golden walks upon the waters and land.
In the soothing darkness of the night I lie,
The rocks are my bed and my roof the sky.
With the song of the waters filling my heart,
I watch the stars, one by one depart.
Oh, Life with such endless beauty is filled
In its joy I shall live till my heart is stilled.