White blanket

Laid upon the earth

One stitch at a time

Seems to speak softly

Feels like confection sugar

Embracing its virginity

Before the human print

Lying undisturbed

Seemingly content

A thousand tiny mirrors

Shimmering little stars

Embedded jewels

Miniature suns

Effervescent world

Shadows,

Long close friends

Though biding incognito

Now present themselves

Unashamed, unabashed, unafraid,

Distinguished in their dress.

It sends out invitations

To those who hear its call

Come and make your signature!

Your peculiar track

Lay your cheek upon my face

And dance upon my back!

The day ends,

The sun bids farewell

Workers return to work

Scholars return to class

Life returns to predictablility

Memories melt into soil

Ah, but it was a glorious day

It sends out invitations

To those who hear its call

Come and make a signature!-

Your peculiar track

Lay your cheek upon my face

And dance upon my back!