Bits of Paradise

Bits of Paradise


The din of traffic dissolves
In the twilight burst of clouds
We run for the sheltering trees
My heart thrills at our linked hands.

The valley below
Sheathed in a silver halo
My soul sings a sweet solo
In the swinging moonlight's glow.

The song of the nightingale
Conquers the silence of the hill
Then it wings across the dale
To serenade others to their fill.

Then I hear the tinkle
Of her anklet bells
See the celestial twinkle
in her lotus eyes.

What lovely night!
How beautifully right!
I taste bit by bit of paradise
Lost in the magical madness.