Divine music of the night

Divine fingers seem to be playing
on the strings of my heart

Breath of the shepherd
brings the flute to life
and the moon lays down a stream
of light to walk
upon the water
becoming a gondola
of the sky to sail the seas
of the mystical night

We glide across a threshold
of bewildering beauty
into morning
brushing soft flowing colors
from the gaze of lovers
beholding the Beloved everywhere