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 the earth And why? See how she searches the darkened sky Who is there among us to sing her a lullaby?' 'Sing me a lullaby...'