MELANCHOLIC LULLABY

Staring out into outer space
Cosmic dust in the distance
Pegasus makes her chase
to the nebula’s instance.
Invocate all the archangels
they’ll stand by to console us.
Let our hand rock the cradle
then the Gods will extol us.
Seeing the praying mantis
guide our wish to the summit.
Stretching out to Atlantis
then our cause will be triumphant.
The trumpets blow such a fanfare
stirring all into midair.
Suspended over water
till the mermaids are indulgent.
Neptune leaves his quarters
as the dolphins do dance
while we’re blest with goodwill.
Anointing the urchins into a trance
keeping the trolls hushed and tranquil.
Drifting through our Milky Way
witnessing utter darkness.
Then the birth of a star conveys
to bring us in accordance.
We will soar like the bird of pleasure
tweeting songs in delight
with art in measure.
Soothe every soul to arouse
come to life as a child so proud.
As we sigh in relief our sweet song
bringing pure belief with every maxim.
Still sad in grief
we fashion all along
striving for our peace
to win every heart to beat in rhythm
softly to ease our passion.
Waves of fluctuation will glimmer
shining through our aspirations
animating each star’s shimmer
evoking our fertile imagination.
Within our unique perspective
we discover a pervasive unity.
With the whispers of our collective,
the dreams of our community
will flourish like the Queen of the Night.
Cuddling under a warm pillow
this succulent moment is upon us.
We will pass into our tender slumber
As the ferry will surely invite
us to a field of pussy willow
as spring grows to summer.
Persephone recites her promise
as she disappears out of sight
into a cryptic forest as clouds billow
she hides the firmament in solace.
Cozily walking the primrose path
we reminisce in complete calmness
the emerging quiescent aftermath.
Then the moon will pierce the clouds
streaming rays into our conscious.
The sun’s reflection will deeply inspire
creating Nature’s true holograph.
This awakes a universe of fancies
to provoke a reverie as we vow
to find our rainbow of necromancy.
Playing with the root of all desire
we conjure the love we’ve endowed.
Therein is the awakening as we tire
and sing our melancholic lullaby.
The nightingale joins to empower
us to give thanks and to beautify
our existence as a wonder does transpire.