Natures Noises

In the night sky,
Twinkling quite bright.
With the light of the moon,
It’s a magnificent sight.

Lying in the meadow,
Crickets trilling hushed.
Peaceful and calm,
Nothing to be rushed.

Rivers proceeding,
Forests arising.
Sun’s waking up,
Nothing Surprising.

Birds going to fetch,
Food for their young.
It’s still so queit,
Besides what’s being sung.

The Morning air,
As fresh as the spring.
Perfectness about,
What nature will bring.

The Moonlight Reflection

The big, yellow moonlight,
What a magnificent sight.
The beautiful things,
I saw that night.

The crickets were ringing,
While the birds stopped their singing.
The moon was a glowing,
And the stars started swinging.

There was peace in the air,
For the rabbits and the heir.
The young night approached,
In the middle, of my prayer.

The reflection on the lake,
It couldn’t be fake.
For the water was real,
So I was surely awake.

It was almost pitch dark,
Besides the moon and its spark.
The stars were so pretty,
Was my only remark.

I couldn’t remain stable,
For the sight of this fable.
It felt so unreal,
For the beauty of the sable.

I loved it so much,
For the reflection I could touch.
The moon was so close,
In my hand I could clutch.