Sapphire

Stars dot the skies with intimate subtleness and glee
The wind pours over the grass arousing it until free
Children converge on the flame in song and dance
So am I there sitting cross-legged in a deep trance

Placing freedom before all in this windy fest
Simple drab and moccasins are the Sunday best
Adults come together and join their children this night
So am I there smiling in joy and flying a handmade kite

Questions are finally answered for all to hear
Answers are also questioned to quell definite fear
Philosophy spreads like the roots of the oldest tree
So am I there praying to the merciful God blessed be.

At the rise of dawn and the children sleep
A guitar is heard in ever so gentle weep
And beside the children embraced husband and wife.
So am I there holding close the very love of my life.