I lay below a cloudless sky,
Dark as ebony that lays on the mare,
As fireflies flit about and by,
I help not wonder how life would fare

As I gazed into the diamonds twinkling,
Surrounding its mother pearl shines softly,
Serenity envelopes peace blanketing,
Like the softest wool on a baby's belly

Hark, the strum of rhythm,
Crickets strumming, rivers humming,
The rustle of greens, the soothing rhythm,
Terrified squeaking as owls swoop hooting

Ah, what a grand and lovely night,
The surreal of Earth Mother,
With Sky Father helping her blight,
Truly a sight like no other