The night,as blissful as can be
bringing slumber to the trees
"chirp,chirp!" the crickets take their task.

As the majestic blue rests in silence,
the moon glistens upon it once more.


The night seems to go on forever,
to some's sadness,and to other's happiness.

Yet the night lasts long,
its not long enough for those who,
indeed,are in love with it.
as the sun rises to let us awaken,
our great night is taken.
to my sadness and, perhaps, your happiness.


goodbye thy crystal clear,
thy night,thy blissful,
thy clear as day,
come again to let us be restless.