The night was a twinkling glitter shower.
The moon's pale lemon light,
caressed the intoxicating sleepy flowers.  
A whisper from the universe,
assured me I was not alone.  
My silent primordial dreams,
were already known.  
Galaxies joyously remember me.  
They recognize my energy.  
It glistens, the celestial shine of night.  
Makes what lays beyond,
seem revelation bright.