Under the Night Sky

by Yours Truly

Under the night sky
A star tail paints itself across the heavens.

A breeze whispers joyfully to trembling leaves.

The moon exhales,
and soft clouds,
illumined by her breath,
slip silently to the east.

Under the night sky
the tree of life roots down
while stretching starward,
sending the force of life
in opposing directions.

Root down.
Stretch starward.
What rests in between does not effort.

Under the night sky,
while beings dance
and people slumber,
there is an unspoken symphony
composing itself in the shadows.

It sings of love and loss,
and it is all beautiful.

The climax:
The past, present, and future
are all happening now.
We are god.