by Grian MacGregor
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The sun is sinking low in the sky above Ashokan.
The pines and the willows know soon we will part.
There's a whisper in the wind of promises unspoken,
And a love that will always remain in my heart.
My thoughts will return to the sound of your laughter,
The magic of moving as one,
And a time we'll remember long ever after
The moonlight and music and dancing are done.
Will we climb the hills once more?
Will we walk the woods together?
Will I feel you holding me close once again?
Will every song we've sung stay with us forever?
Will you dance in my dreams or my arms until then?
Under the moon the mountains lie sleeping
Over the lake the stars shine.
They wonder if you and I will be keeping
The magic and music, or leave them behind.
This is very beautiful ! It sings the songs natural beauty and the harmony of two loving spirits but there is this underlying sadness
ReplyDeleteI think the sadness deals with leaving a special place and perhaps not returning there again. Some of the places Stan has taken me to touch me this way. I often think to myself that this is so beautiful. Perhaps this is the first and the last time I will ever see this. Often, we do get to return, but most often we do not. Then I think, I may not be putting my eyes on this again, but it will be here with the sunrise and the sunsets. It is just I who will not be seeing it.
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