The dark fairy cloak of the night slips off…
The stars bid adieu,
Signing off in ribbons of ink.
As tendrils of gold rise from the mist of the clouds –
A slow dance as they swirl into a blazing orb –
The Earth melts into a breath of light.
Leaves flare with the green of pure elation
Speckled with Nature’s spinel and pearls.
Across this canvas, sprinkled with
treasures from Time’s hardy chest,
roams the little elf of Joy.