but only the night wind hears.
The horses move
within the shadows.
My father sings.
It is night.
The sheep move
within the circle of branches.
My mother sleeps.
It is night.
but only the night wind hears.
The horses move
within the shadows.
My father sings.
It is night.
The sheep move
within the circle of branches.
My mother sleeps.
It is night.