The Lullaby

In the distant silent night

I hear the song of the rails

memories of childhood flashing by

bringing a smile to my face

as the haunting silence 

sets back in

garden beetles start to sing

leaves ruffle with the wind

as the stray cats

makes the nightly round

for a drink

you can even hear the moth fly

only if you close your eyes

and listen,

listen,

to the universe

singing you a sweet lullaby.