The moon's on it's way to it's nightly shift, the frogs fill the creek below.
The tall grass waves a farewell to the day, the wind moans sweet and low.
A heron tucks his head in his wing, the fish in the lake float along.
The sun sinks from sight: away, but never gone.
The dawn brings the dew like a thousand jewels,
A nest rustles high on a bough.
The blue egg stays warm in the cool of the morn,
Under a red breast of down.
The clouds turn and stretch,
The moon checks it's wrist and gathers itself with a yawn,
And winks to the sun: away, but never gone.
*Whistling and humming*
All o'er the world, as it turns and it turns,
The stars twinkle off and dawn,
And we come and go: away, but never gone.
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