Mistica

Out of the cradle endlessly rocking
Out of the mocking-bird's throat
Out of the Ninth-month midnight
Over the sterile sands and the fields beyond

And Down from the shower'd halo
Where the child leaving his bed wander'd alone
And Down from the mystic play of shadows
Twining and twisting as if they were alive

From the thousand notes of and yearning there in the mist
From the thousand responses of my heart never to cease
From the word stronger and more, more... than any

From such as now they start the scene revisiting
As a flock, twittering, rising, or overhead passing

Out of the Ninth-month midnight
Over the sterile sands and the fields beyond
And Down from the shower'd halo
Where the child leaving his bed wander'd alone

From the thousand notes of and yearning there in the mist
From the thousand responses of my heart never to cease
From the word stronger and more, more... than any



Credits
Writer(s): Agostino Diddi, Nicole Cambi
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