Merry dreams and pleasant scenes,
Dot the meadows, hills and streams.

Merry dreams and pleasant scenes,
Filled with laughter and delightful screams.

The light dances, the tree sways,
Melodious winds whistle through crooked ways.

Nightmares and hungry dark,
All is vain in hopes of a spark.

Nightmares and hungry dark,
Lonely is the lone lark.

The sadness whispers in a sweet tune,
The light dances under the moon.

Sing your song, nature's time,
Heal the meadows, let it chime.

Sing your song, nature's time,
Purify hearts blackened with crime.

The light dances, the tree sways,
Melodious winds whistle through crooked ways.

Through bittersweet memories of days long gone,
Footsteps, tiptoeing, giggling in mirth,
The world shall again be reborn,
As life in all it's glory shall return to sleep in the earth.

----M.K.Adam