High in the night sky, shimmering bright and carefree,
Whispers the night air, filled with darkness and energy,
looming into the light of the moon, echoes the shapeless forms,
Performing their tasks, upon the scents of the air that moves.
Energy vibrates in the darkness, manifesting all beauty and delights,
Rapturous sounds that can be feared, and tiny chirping resounds,
Hailed by the Goddess with her might, stepping forth on her route,
To the timeless awaiting, of the spinning of the earth.
Endless and exciting, unstoppable and brash,
The tiny imprints of a ray of light, that cannot be touched,
Illuminating a beginning, where there is no true end,
Circling around, this energy transforms the inanimate with zen.
Without a glimpse of what is to come, the sky rounds up so very high,
Awakening the living from their night wanderings, spirits returning to their keep,
Moisture breathes upon the air, sighing of the possibilities,
The iciness intensifies, beyond any reasoning.