The Voice So Deep

Of the touch, his silent winter dream

Dwelling in breath of silver fog

Mountains covered with white

Sleeping above the small town

Towering the still blue sky

The path leading over the lake 

Dressed now in gold and red

With his touch leaves sparkle with flames

Autumn whispering through the sleep

Cascading on me with silver dust of a fantasy

The voice I hear through the song of the wind

Dwelling in me still it covers me with a dream

Coiling around with restless beauty yet never seen

Voice of comfort and life embraced me with light

Discovering still the darkest corners of this night 

He sings me a lullaby 

Setting me free through the sky

He painted the scenery deep in my mind

Unleashing the ever lost starlight of once frozen heart

Veiling on me with a wind of spring

He kissed me sharing his dreams
Through the song of an untold feel 

The voice I hear through the song of the wind

Dreaming me still through another dream

He made me a queen of his untouched realm