I stopped to watch the shadows dance
One silent autumn day,
The light embraced the sighing boughs,
Scattering golds of May.
The breeze was soft upon my cheeks
As feathers to the touch;
It took my scarf in playful grasp
Unmindful of my clutch.
And now, alive and yet so silent,
To earth the colours float,
Now empty though with life so full--
The sea without a boat.
I must move on, don't trust my heart,
Must go before I break.
Life is just a shadow passing--
Reflections on a lake.
I'll come tomorrow in the dawn;
I must not stay tonight.
The sun has gone and so must I,
I'll come back with the light.