Friday 1 February 2008

Beneath The Open Skies

I'm lying here inside the tent
Gazing into the starry night
Snugly wrapped, in quiet content
Ensnared by the camp-fire’s light

Leaves rustle gently in the breeze
The tree-tops alluringly sway
The lost wind through the branches squeeze
Stubbornly searching for its way

Hoping to see a shooting star
As it journeys across the sky
Tonight my greatest wish by far
Is to run with the firefly

The bullfrog’s throaty courtship song
The night owl’s haunting piercing cry
The babbling stream, creeping along
Sing nature’s awesome lullaby

As my eyes close, heavy with sleep
Upon the earth, my head I lay
Dozing softly, comfy and deep
Until another brilliant day

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