The Security of The Cimmerian Shade

The Mystic Angel emerges in the evening hours of the darkening of the night,

The cimmerian shade becomes her shelter or a blanket of security she grasps,

The dimness offers something different then the brightness of the daylight hours,

Masks are visible and transparent in the glow of the light of the sun.

At dusk she can emerge into who she wants to be with a glimmer of dreams,

Wings outstretched she flys through the shadows of her passions with intensity,

Clinging to visions and longings with an ache of remaining still in the twilight,
The Mystic Angel coats the dark sky with speckles of wishing stars.

Enya Video

Only night will ever know
Why the heavens never show
All the dreams there are to know
Paint the sky with stars

Lyrics by Enya