[Verse 1]
Morning entered briskly with a melody receding
Underneath the water sinking in a well
There I gone again the creek the green the clustered buildings
Underneath the beams that held the meeting house

[Verse 2]
Here we laid our threads and here they interlace together
Join our voices like a prism in reverse
Here I first transfigured hymnal page to high aurora
As some flecks of dust flickered in shafts of sun

[Verse 3]
Once I held a map and stared down at the lines and legend
Shifting [?] and dreams [?] fracture [?]
Past the boundaries of that world another lay beyond it
Faintly stirring there in even greater dream[?]

[Verse 4]
In a grey robe as the others were her hair tucked under
Plain as moonlight with a gentle form obscured
Brought a finger to her lips as she bade them to follow
In the thicket of a dark unending wood