Stars sing

As I lay down to sleep
the stars begin
their most alluring songs
conspiring to keep me awake.

And the thoughts begin
their most energetic dances
spinning ceilidhs
moving as whirling dervishes
conspiring to not let me sleep.

Enticing whisperings
the stars sing
as the midnight hour
dances by.

Compelling sounds
my thoughts begin
paying no heed to
softly approaching daylight.

The magic I cannot ignore
and only hope to
accurately record
this lulling bewitching time.

© 13 Nov 18