Nature

Often I heard about the Stars in the sky at full moon Staring down at me and you and them Almost as talking to us Have I had a moment and gazed I would have known the Beauty of it, as the poets praised With a melody of sound Of the chirping birds around The trees beneath my balcony A splendid thousands prayers A replica of heavenly beauty Into the water beneath A scene thousands of years survived A thousands more to repeat It's brighter now and was brighter then When I had no choice to stare Years and years I could wait to see The beautiful sky in front of me I could lay down here till I breathe my last I admire when it's present I want to do it when I'm past