The rain drops,Makes the

The rain drops,

Makes the leaves glow,

And makes me wanna know:

When the light goes

Does anyone feel the stars?

With the dark,

When the moon dips

And the sight slips,

Can you feel the velvet strips,

That hold the worlds apart?

And do the faeries often dance,

In this magic place,

Between blue lit lace

Of a weeping willow's face,

Stretching beside the dreams?

Can you still understand,

When perched on the glowing star,

The music that drifts from afar

To reach the mind without mar,

Across the black sea of motionless deep?

I must now sleep,

And put down my pen

While I am able still to unbend,

All those thoughts that never end,

And dream.