Here , beside a clear deep lake ,
I lay on the grass , half awake .
The setting sun doth shine
Casting shadows where I I rest recline .
The evening birds dart here and there
Their cooing sounds you can hear
And from the sky serene and far ,
Appear some evening stars.
Far away , across the meadow and plain ,
You can hear the even songs' refrain !
Up the hills , along the glistening beaches
Sleeps the mountains for ages .
As I lay here enjoying the evening breeze .
Here I have found my hermitage of peace .
Then I dream of you striding towards me .
The moonbeams in yours eyes , I see .
Birds have settled on their perches in the quiet mist .
Softly they sing to us their songs of the mist .
I know this is all a dream .
Like the flickering shadows and the moon-beams .
Agatha Lai 02