The Melody Has Flown

When I sang to you in the morning,
You answered me with love
And the birds harmonised with my melody,
As they flew in the sky above.

I sang to you at noon,
When the bright sun burned the ground.
You walked at my side, protected,
By the love that we had found.

In the afternoon, I played to you
Beneath the shade of trees.
Then I saw dark clouds approaching,
As your love cooled in the breeze.

We listened to bells in the evening,
When the long, grey shadows fell,
Until I heard their ringing toll
Our love's death knell.

I sang to you at night
And the melody echoed clear.
For there was only emptiness
Where you had left me, dear.

As a dream dies swiftly,
So my love has flown.
Where once I heard a melody,
Remains a single tone.

Yes, love has flown swiftly
As the ending of a dream.
At last the song is ended,
And silence reigns supreme.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Aeguary, in the year 371 AF.