A Moonless Night

Moonless Night
And sunless cloud
In the grass,
the velvet starlets peek

Shimmering fields of petal borne drift
Eyes stare, wide eyed, to golden oceans

Damp Dark
And running prisms
On the windows,
The drumming teardrops fall

Formless sound of cloud borne pitter
Trees reach, to grasp, at ageless cycles.