A glimmering moon reflects candescently in the night. A sparrow flies despite the hour. It passes against the moon, silhouetted in the light. Watch its shadow soar. A feather falls from its wing, Drifting lithely in the moonlight. Softly it floats on an invisible breeze. Silence penetrates the night. Have you seen the sparrow's moon Shining in the night? Or do you wait 'til morning To see the world come back to life?