Where Flowers Sleep

In the starry night, trees exhale,

leaves sing and dance in the nighttime gale.

Flowers hide behind their petals,

until the sun comes out and settles.

Soil is soft under roots and feet

but wash away when water, it meets.

Stormy clouds come grey and old

bringing rain and shivering cold.

Oceans deep come green and grey

changing, moving throughout the day.

Fish swim in schools or alone

the seas, they swim, know, and own.

Savage waves lash cliff and beach

but deserts and hills it cannot reach.

Vines climb trees, up they creep

at night they grow, while flowers sleep.

Some animals hunt day and night

others run scared in fright.

Forever here, thousands, to this day

but let them not fall astray.