Orpheus

Orpheus in a mist of cloud descended to the Earth in Hastings Gardens. Tinkling became every leaf and every bough competed with the song of the nightingales. Ceased the nightingales each to the other in wonderment they looked. The Muse from her heights looked down to Earth her chin was in her hand. At first. Then smiled. Midnight struck and the cloud of Orpheus lifted itself and unto the familiar heights it soared as a golden vessel thousand oared And ended the night And came the Dawn And smiled the Muse and heard Tinkling every leaf and every bough May Orpheus re-visit Earth again! And again and again