lunacyIf I remember right,I first met you at nightin moonlighton a rooftop, way back when.And you watched me go around,disappeared beyond the ground,and then I left without a sound(for I was foolish then)And it was at night when you came for meAnd I finally let you seeMy face,As I pull and push the sea.I wax, I wane,I dance without complainAnd I thank my lucky starsbecause I've never been more free(I think)But you forced yourself to stay awakeand I told you, that's a grave mistakebut I pretty sure you didn't hear.I'm too quiet compared to nighttime chatterand you never really knew what was the matterand I
Morning-Walker ChildrenPlease turn off your sprinklersFor the morning-walker childrenWho don't like to get wet.The mist is cold and uncomfortableWhen the sun is cold and the sky is clear.There's a secret line we walk,Between the living and the sleepingHow sweet the dew-grass must taste!Silken spiders are weaving their websOn crystal droplets.Such shy flowers that must bloomAt the kiss of dawn.They flutter their eyelashes in the cool breezes,And will shy away from the glare of the wakened sun.The morning-walker children awaken every day without fail.They raise their drowsy eyelids and adjust for the bright sunDay in, day
Amazingly well!!