Classic Poem

Blue night falls
About me in a mute caress
Of loveliness,
And the wind calls
In sudden minstrelsy
From every tree.
I want no more than this:
The wind's kiss
And the nightfall over me.

When silence sends
Its gentle lore,
And youth is o'er,
I want no more
Than, when life ends,
The quiet stars should weep
On my eternal sleep,
And there should be
The wind's kiss and the nightfall over me!