From the recording Winternight Whisperings


Before the shining rays of dawn Intrude upon my reverie Let me dwell within the dark With my ghosts of Christmas past I will rise to greet the morn Convene with merriment and mirth Join in fellowship with all But for now I must reflect On shadowed faces barely seen Deserving of a memory Reminders of what might have been Of things perhaps to come Solemn is this final hour So many shadows creeping in This moment sadly will not last But I must revel in it Each story that cries out to me Each sad song that I hear Leaves a lasting gentle touch When I open and draw near