The summertime nightsong is flowing
through open windows.
The moon is starring in a theatrical performance
on our cosmic stage.
The potpourri of woodland's natural perfume permeates
the welcoming house
The crickets, frogs and cicadas harmonize with the nightingale
in evening concert.
Conduct this energy with the beat of your heart and waltz beneath the starry dome of the heavens.
Shed despair, dismay, disappointment, and distraction to listen to the
music of the night.
This dance is for me, for you, for everyone. This nightsong is real and now. Sound the bell.
This night is everything!
Theo J. van Joolen©2011
From the Facebook Status of Edyta Hutchman: The summertime nightsong is flowing in through open Windows [11 August 2011]