Night in an Image

Night in an Image (by Jan Elgroth Talvinen)

I wandered lonely as a cloud

Here and there flying about

Without any special care

No purpose or aim, no thought

I came to land unseen before

Amazed - for it was so small -

It would fit right in my hands

But to grasp it? Not my call.

'Cause still it was too great to hold

More treasured than any gold

A precious jewel, water of life

Of price that never should be told

I'd return there with delight

From time to time - in the night

For friendly air, for pleasant mood

To revive in duskless light...