The Night Sky - Mostly Autumn

Weightlessly you leave the ground

Hanging gently in the breeze

You lift your head to face the stars

And catch the wind above the trees

You know you’re safe, you know you’re there

The night sky rushing through your hair

The shadow cast across the fields

By silver moon that lights the night

Over the mountains over the hills

The changing horizons, you drift through the valleys

Reaching for distance, floating alone

Like an eagle at midnight, under the stars

Through frozen eyes you see the hills

Go rolling by, your spirit fills with wonder

And the freedom to roam the winter sky

You drift into the fragrance of the forest

Swaying gently down below

The warm glow of a village sleeping silently

You rise to meet the bleakness of the mountain

That roll into the distance

A ghost upon the north wind bound for nowhere

To meet the rising sun