QUIET NIGHTS OF QUIET STARS



Quiet nights of quiet stars,

quiet chords from my guitar

floating on the silence that surrounds us.

Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams,

quiet walks by quiet streams

and the window that looks out on the mountains and the sea,

how lovely!

This is where I want to be,

here, with you so close to me

until the final flicker of life's ember.

I, who was lost and lonely,

believing life was only

a bitter tragic joke, have found with you

the meaning of existence, oh my love.



- Gene Lees