Short Poem: Of a midnight summer's dream

Of a midnight summer's dream

And then the moon brightens up the horizon,

reflecting its light on all existence,

like a little chandelier in the sky so high.

Then the forests come alive,

as crickets sing the songs of the twilight,

fireflies jiggling along;

shimmering waters of a brook in the woods.

Then the night seems like a fairy tale,

straight out of my dream.