empyrium

Wrapped in morning silence of these emerald streams 
lonesome voice I hear the ravens cry 
grieving art the morning songs 

The love of the forests' tranquility 
just ice cold winds whisper to me 
as if a wild rose were trapped 
my bleeding heart 
a gentle breeze opens wings and [_?_] falls apart 

Enchant 
like a dream 
the Franconian woods 
Enchant me 
embrace me 
Franconian woods 

Autumn infinity 
in the vastness of countless trees 
I walk through purity 
lies in the sceneries 

Cast for this winter hike 
I see the north and it's fountain of light 
morning from ice 
The scenery of the night

Empyrium - The Franconian Woods in Winter

A night of december so dark and cold,
I walked a path ages old
The moon amongst the clouds revealed
lightning valleys, forest and field

Embraced by silence I wandered the moor
an endless landscape by my side
when in the mist I saw a light
dancing through the hazy night

I stood and watched the play in awe
was deeply touched by what I saw
I told my friends what I did see
and what they told did tremble me!

It's said the ghost of a young, fair maid
is cursed to dwell beneath the shade
of the olden oak she died below
O that was many moons ago!

empyrium

Mahmoud El-Bakryy