Under a blanket strewn with stars, 

Where golden fish in night’s embrace dance, 

Their scales catch the moon’s soft glance, 

In waters deep, where silence spans.

 Red and gold, the begonias bloom, 

Guarding the night's serene gloom, 

With whispers of a hidden trove, 

In shadows cast, their beauty roves. 

The tranquil pond, a canvas wide, 

Reflects the heavens with quiet pride,

 Here, souls find peace, 

and hearts confide, 

In the stillness, life’s hustle subsides. 

In this night, where dreams are spun, 

Under the watch of the silent sun, 

The melody of the cosmos, s

softly hummed, 

In simplicity, the world is one.