The bird is gone br The tree is now asleep. br The waves are calm, br The tide is now over. br br The room is empty br The traveller has gone. br It is all a whispering light, br The shadow hasn't left. br br The flower hath fallen, br It was only dawn. br The sun was young br But it was soon twilight. br br He too had a world, br He too had a lingering dream. br Before the bud was open br It was to meet the winds. br br He inched towards death, br His world was no more lit. br Prayers served a passing wind, br Life was soon into broken strings. br br The game was finally lost, br The heart sank into silence. br The bird hath finally flown br And a few feathers in the cage remain. br br Rains are over now, br The valley hath fallen ito silence. br And in the whispering air br A song of dreams allures.