Wicked Moon Beams

So wicked are the nights under the moons glow
 in the forest beside great streams that flow.
So are the stars that twinkle in the night
 like a wondrous show till dawns first light.

Below the earth is in harvest
a never ending season of growth.
Below the rays seem to radiate
  casting shadow's that seem to detonate.

As the world turns we rotate in the sublime
  way below the lunar show we nestle this time.
As the universe breathes in a tri-dimensional state
  below we are soothing and begin to meditate.

Above the starry skies glitter like pearls
  thrown across a black velvet sky.
Above the aura which lingers and hangs it seems
   bursting through Wicked Moon Beams.

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