I stared at the moon from a room in my house, as my favorite chair was there,, the window was open, cold was still present,, but i liked the feel of the air! I imagined the beams skirting the sky, as an Aura made for a King, the stars they agreed, and applauded with sparkle, while a Night Owl started to sing! My yard became smitten with that Moon Paled White, and a calm settled over the trees,, they looked like a painting with colors galore, and to my heart light they unknowingly teased! It’s no wonder i sleep well, counting sheep cant come close, it all has to do with the air,, wait for a moon then open your window, and let your heart flow in your chair!!!