Prairie Waters by Nightby Carl Sandburg
Chatter of birds two by two raises a night song joining a litany of running water—sheer waters
showing the russet of old stones remembering many rains.
And the long willows drowse on the shoulders of the running water, and sleep from much music;
joined songs of day-end, feathery throats and stony waters, in a choir chanting new psalms.
It is too much for the long willows when low laughter of a red moon comes down; and the willows
drowse and sleep on the shoulders of the running water
Reading this I want to lay down and look at the stars. A link to read more is here.http://allpoetry.com/Carl_Sandburg
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