Amber liquid disk slowly climbs a languid velvet curtain.
Night music conduced, for an opus choir of night dwellers, rise within a still blanket built of blue shadow, settles over slumbering trees.
The vagabond jester moves slowly across the sleeping countryside, takes care that no footfall breaks the choir of silent night song.
The travels momentary stillness is reflected in blue shadow as he cast his wish onto a sea of stars, in constant awareness of shared moonlight.
Reaching out with a wayfarer’s heart to cast upon moonbeams, love longing, to the one patiently waiting,
Under a mooncast sky, far, far away ...