The dark orange ball of fire
decides to take some rest
after having toiled hard through the day
burning at its best.
The blue sky then covers itself
with a velvety black sheet
sometimes accompanied by the Moon,
where scores of stars greet.
I lay down on the green carpet of grass
counting the twinkling stars,
one after the other, I now lose count
when the gentle breezes pass.
Soft and balmy,
they wrap me in their arms
carrying me along to
a world of wonders and charms.