a beam of
      light   drifts
         down     from
            in  between  the
               leaves above. from
                  sky   to  ground  the
                     light  dances,   glancing
                        off    of    branches   as   it
                           travels.  fireflies  shimmer  in
                              th­e  spaces  not  alighted  by  the
                               ­  moonlight  coming  down  from  up
                               ­     above  in  the  sparkling  midnight  sky.
                  ­                     not harsh like the sky in the day time, instead
                                          soft and friendly, gently resting upon whatever it
                                             touches. a figure rests                  in  the  middle  of  a
                   ­                             field.    the                       ­                 moonlight  sees  and
                           ­                        gently                                                hugs   its   new  visitor
                                                    ­  as it                                                  rests   upon   the   ground.
as always, the ground below welcomes                                        its dear lifelong friend from the night sky.