Uncharted

Things aren't always as they seem

the sky looks down with moon beams

that last until the sky turns red

and upon golden sand lays its head.

he sees beauty in everything 

and delights when birds sing

their happy songs bring such joy

like a musical ballerina toy.

enchanted as I may assume to be

stuck with this uncharted melody

take me to sea and away

and let the music play.