Ambling through lush in a moonlit night,

Captivating picturesque through my eyes.

Stars were gleaming like never before,

Ornamenting the venust panoramic sky.

Zephyr tunes in with silence,

Whispering to coalesce "you in I".

Heard the nightingale playing the twine,

Inkling in me placid insight.

Flowers were dancing under the welkin,

With moon and stars fostering this into a chimeric ball night.

And there came the clouds, unearthing assemblance,

Icing was the moon light mellow touch, cherishing their oneness.

Strolling in meadows, was adding value to life.

And soon the greenery caught my eyes.

Trees were swaying exuding love,

Branches beckoned me with ceaseless caress.

Inconceivable relief from hay was hailing,

Beauteous green was dispersing endearment.

Amid the bush lied a flowery bed.

I overlooked thorns to hearten it's jewel toned aromatic vividness.

"Imperfectly perfect is the core of very being",

This enlightenment about life wisdom creation was preaching.

Shortly perplexed by a firefly, when it bumped into,

Yearned ensuing, I pursued.

It took me to it's empyrean cosmos,

Where millions of fireflies were illuminating,

Illuminating as if seraphic divinity lurked the earth.

This seems the terrain of mystical beings,

Comely than the cherry blossoms of spring ever could be.

There was movement in stillness,

Confabulation in silence,

Refining my soul with piousness amid morality.

Solemnly the nature tattletaled about it's ethereal beauty,

Acknowledging that darkness can both defy and define vivacity.

I once again looked up at moon with gratitude,

As I walked back home leisurely.