Let

Let me wake to the gentle nudge of the sun

the warm breeze teasing my skin

let birdsong be my lullaby

and the rising stars each night put me to sleep.

Let my days be spent gazing the azure sky

where wheeling Robins do a happy dance

let butterflies tickle me into fits of joy

as the sea’s soft song shall set my soul free.

When the crimson sun dips with a sigh

let me watch awe struck –

the blues from gold to violet turn,

let the darkening skies blow me a kiss

and the moon spill upon me

her pearly urn.