In the middle of the ocean of sky sat
that unflappable moon full as a peach.
I dreamed it was surrounded by great
elliptical rings like the rings of Saturn.
Everyone even the nightingale even
the crying babies hushed as whole
towns fell silent watching.
Fireflies left off their flashing.
Stars quietly turned off their lights.
Clouds flung themselves away.
As if on cue a drift of wisdom
settled upon the heads of All
like soft felt hats.
