Today the blue and white and lacy branches
Tonight the moon will sport its silver dances
The pinks of dawns that steal the mornings\' show
The doomsday clouds of storms the winds that blow
The blazing sunsets burning magnifique
The autumn leaves falling as ground they seek
The sun\'s relentless glare of days too dry
The sideswept veils of rain that wander by
The snow that falls like theater\'s magic curtain
In this revealing window\'s view I\'m certain
That I will see your soul after its parting