Sudden silence,
Shallow darkness,
Churning pools
of mystery's past.
Shadows slipping
through the cobwebs,
Quiet whispers
never last.
Slowly spinning,
Lightly dancing,
Cold wind
sighs through the air.
Vainly reaching,
Faintly touching,
Forever searching,
Nothing's there.
Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the moon
And I sat in the cool wet grass
underneath the starry summer sky
and watched
Her splotchy skin
gleamed in the soft moonlight
Her powerful hooves
grazed the crusty rock
sending a shower of dust across the stars
When she landed
she bent her head down
her horns inches from my face
and said,
“See, it’s not that hard.”
I thought about it
and hugged my knees
I replied
“Easy for you to say,
you’re a cow.”
She laughed
Her bell jingled
as a string of music
a violin melody
drifted through the trees.
“But I figured
being a cow
made it impossible.”
I leaned back
and pondered this
as the stars winked at me
and the moon shone brightly
high above
as the cow leaped,
her victorious cry
echoing throughout the land
“Moooooooooooooo!”