Summer Sings Symphony

In the stillness of the summer night,

I stand in awe, as my heart takes flight.

The moon, a radiant orb— so bright,

Casting shadows on the ground— what a sight!

An owl hooting in the distance— a melody for clarity;

Nature's delightful symphony— an age-old Remedy!

Amidst the rustling leaves and chirping crickets,

And the symphony played by the divine's pickets. 

A fragrant breeze kisses blooming flowers,

Making me realize to savour this God's devours.