Drenched in silence, drenched in sunlight,
I survey the valley round,
Where the pines stand green and upright
And the grey dwarf oaks abound.
Between sheer cliffs of limestone
I muse the livelong day,
Wrapped in silence, wrapped in sunlight.
The world is far away.
Drenched in silence, drenched in moonlight,
I listen to the sound
Of the darkling owl's tu-whooing,
Hear the bat's wings hovering round.
With scent of pine for incense
I meditate and pray
Wrapped in silence, wrapped in moonlight.
The world is far away.
Drenched in silence, drenched in starlight,
With peace my thoughts are crowned
And I sense within this 'being'
A 'not-being' more profound.
No-one - nothing - for companion
I sit till break of day
Wrapped in silence, wrapped in starlight.
The world is far away.
3.9.1999
