Senses take flight on their dulcimer strings By the flickering light as the candle is dimmed Kissed by the breath of a whim At a peace close to dying that hides many things Like the tears in the night, soothe the eyes but eventually sting Night scented stocks weave their own threnody Through a tinderless night steeped in old melodies Words carried home by the breeze Are suspended in time on this midsummer's eve Under tender moon light in the temperate forest of dreams Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings All you can wish for is all that it brings Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing Sleep in this storybook's halcyon scene Hear 'the whispering' speak of their timeless esteem Nightfall has beckoned you here To a place in a clearing where kingfishers sing Of the crystal clear waters, alive in this magical spring Tail on over Madrigal homebound on madrigal winds Madrigal in flight on gossamer wings All you can wish for is all that it brings Born to be under the spell of this wonderful thing