The trees danced
The birds fluttered
The moon smiled
The clouds plumped
And we stood flushing
Under the night sky.
Its beauty stunning
Its power mesmerizing
Its speech beautiful
Its sound powerful
Yet soft and sweet
The aura of it all.
We lost control
Ours hands and feet tapped
The rain drops fell
Drumming the leaves
And we stood by it all
Moving to an unseen force.
The river murmured
The trees whispered
The birds chirped
The moon shined
And we heard then
The clapping of the wind.
The trees waved their branches
The grass brushed our feet
The wind tickled us
The rain drops refreshed us
And we stood there
Blushing with the effect.
The night black
The moon white
The stars golden
The river blue
And we brown stood
Like a newly born rainbow.
In the palm of a hand
Smaller than an ant
Yet more brilliant
We stood
Clasped in the hands
Of the all knowing mother.
The words unspoken
The lips unmoved
In this wondrous night
Where everything spoke
Everything danced
With a single language.
The language of love
The language of hope
The language of nature
The language of the pure
The language of the ignorant
The all knowing
Language of the world.
