The Creatures of the Field

And the creatures of the field
Waited in the silence of Gabriel's departing
And in the meadow kneeled
Still but for the sound of a frightened faun starting

'Til the owl said, Who
Raised up a clamor so harsh and deep?
The owl said, Who
Caused gentle Mary to fret and weep?
Her window glows brightly
I fear that she cannot sleep

Mary paced her room
Wishing that her heartbeat
Would cease its fearful pounding
Peered into the gloom
Silent as a tomb
Not one distant drum sounding

As the owl said, Who
Caused such a stillness to mystify thе earth
And why?
See how she searchеs the darkened sky
Who is there among us to sing her a lullaby?

Sing me a lullaby