Shadows of Light

I feel that we’ve found a place

Where shadows are of light.

It’s the first time

I have not been frightened of the night.

Crickets on their leaves are singing

To the moon above.

Fireflies blink in and out

And watch the stars with love.

Weeping willow is a maiden

Crowned with silver hair.

She begins to sway in rhythm

To the chilly air.

I will stretch out on the grass

And smile myself to sleep.

We have found Elysian Fields

Where shadows cannot creep.