so dark so quiet
the calm cool wind blows
the moon rose like a ghost
translucent light in midst
of gray waves rolling slow
the quiet vanishes to
soft musical notes
which comes from the choir
there a cricket plays his violin
soft and low like a maestro
then he is followed by
the owl with low deep tone
then others join in
creatures come to dance
a light show begins
the little sparks from here then there
go in symphony to their maestro
the little moon is smiling
at his entertainment
the creatures get tired and go
before the moon descends
through the lightening sky
the choir can no longer sing
they gently fall asleep
the quiet is maintained for moments
before there is light, like fire spreads
silence is broken, to morning musicians
they sing to their friends for the whole world
until the cycle starts over