The Lyrical Refrain: A Villanalle Variant (French)

I hear the lyrical refrain
glide gently on the moonlit shore.
I wonder at the distant rain.

Encircled like a closing stain,
the salient orb of fabled lore...
I whisper softly Jesus' name.

The orange hues in crimson paint
spread out aloft in skies adorned.
I wonder at the distant rain.

Into the west the canvass wanes,
with distant gulls in song forlorn.
I whisper softly Jesus' name.

With silent muse and cheeks now stained,
on out to sea my thoughts are borne.
I wonder at the distant rain.

A sense of purpose is now gained
out from a heart which once was torn.
I hear the lyrical refrain.
I whisper softly Jesus' name.

14 June 2007 by Glen Alan Woods