In the mountain's clutching shadows
That crept across the desert floor,
In the soft light of the evening,
By my hogan's lonely door;
I hear the spirits sing in silence
A song of peace - a soothing quiet;
and their nothingness caressed me
With soft fingers of the night.
I heard the song of mankind's peace
Played upon my heartstrings - and
I looked with awe - yea with reverence
Across the star washed desert land.
Silence thundered to the mountains
And then echoed back to me
All the friendliness of loneness
To a lonesome one like me.