The Lady and the Lullaby Storm clouds draw near,drawing the sky a blanket: The cloak of the Lady Night,the Lullaby, is covering the landin silence. The song of the stars is smothered,shining but faintly through;the gentle piping coveredby a throbbing, low-bass hum. The Lady, manifest in two,is the song and siren both.But a siren as such was never seen,this black and pulsing earth! The song is wingéd silver,such bright yet tainted light. Arn is watching, aloof yet joined,through the fight between the two.The silver stars are born, the pulsing earthrevealed, then in a flash the themes reverse; and deep black sky reigns abovethe silver earth.The stars now brightly shine,diamonds in the Ladys cloak. Mother Arn, joined and joining,unifies the two.The Lullaby, as shining land,is yetthe Lady of blackest night. The two facets of the same,light and dark,tainted and pure.