Songs of a Shepherd: Come, dear evening

Come to me dear evening…

Let your long airy arms sooth away my stress

Bind my wounds, heal the sore on my sandals

And let my head rest in my pillow of fine wool

Come sing for me, sing like the Nightingale

That live by my window side

Trace my spines with your fluffy fingers

And calm my straying nerves

Bring to me the night wind for the day has been hard

Pet my chest hairs with your muse, tell me stories you heard

Let the stars glitter, let them light the skies with their light

And when I fall asleep, let my sheep sleep with the airy night