Half the world lies down to rest,
the other waking up
I reside in both tonight
as I sit in purple twilight
Birds are still,
their prey celebrates in staggered jubliee
Crickets resume their ever-song,
a code of rhythmic, hidden wings
The peeper chorus erupts,
enchants the air with tuneful bliss
Bullfrogs sing their rich lament
beside the constant pool.
Beneath the stars and lonely lights
timid moths dance their ballet
Fireflies woo their mates
in glowing flares of yellow-green
and maples whisper lullabies
to baby chickadees
Still, I sit, and soak it in-
this lovely Summer Night