From Flickering Glow (A Winter Song)

Almost there to the open door and field Playfully going in the shadows dancing From flickering glow of the lines blanching Between the jagged radiance of black concealed Each night is coming from the dreams riding Spurs of moments giving spiral entrancing While the deeper moods of dark are advancing From down under feel they once were hiding Strange dimensions are showing archived dreams In every instinct of the falling light Finding their hidden anonymity deems That comes from far under from wings of night O touch not vigor with this frightening hide That through the twilight and my heart abide