Of sun rays golden, moonlight’s silver beam
From airy, fine and fragile threads we weave
On loom of soul a tapestry unseen
We, in this vale of tears live by their gleam
A mystery in fabric light and dark
Of sun rays golden, moonlight’s silver beam
We strive throughout our lives to grasp the theme
Of human history through the march of years
On loom of soul a tapestry unseen
No certainty we braid into the scene
But flowing, shifting like the changing sea
Of sun rays golden, moonlight’s silver beam
All beauteous forms and grotesque we must glean
Entwine in warp and weft through space and time
On loom of soul a tapestry unseen
We weave earth’s cloak in threads of lustrous sheen
Of dawn and darkly ebbing shades of dusk
Of sun rays golden, moonlight’s silver beam
On loom of soul a tapestry unseen
