the glistening of a star 

the moon’s gaze revealed from afar

a contemptuous chirp of unknown creatures in the air

only acts as a nusiance for individuals living there

a breeze casts its breath upon

the dirt-paved grounds before the passing of dawn

one hears the harmonious whisper of the shaking of leaves

within the dead trees

until

golden heads reach down from above,

resuming life on the earth in love

an audacious silence is cleansed,

replaced with the croaking-song of the hens

and as it should occur each day and each night,

one should observe the sweet freedom conducted by stars in the air, so bright.