Melancholic Mystic Lullaby

Staring out into outer space Cosmic dust in the distance Pegasus makes her chase to the nebula's instance. Invocate all the archangels they'll stand by to console us. Let our hand rock the cradle then the Gods will extol us. Seeing the praying mantis guide our wish to the summit. Stretching out to Atlantis then our cause will be triumphant. The trumpets blow such a fanfare stirring all into midair. Suspended over water till the mermaids are indulgent. Neptune leaves his quarters as the dolphins do dance while we're blest with goodwill. Anointing the urchins into a trance keeping the trolls hushed and tranquil. Drifting through our Milky Way witnessing utter darkness. Then the birth of a star conveys to bring us in accordance. We will soar like the bird of pleasure tweeting songs in delight with art in measure. Soothe every soul to arouse come to life as a child so proud. As we sigh in relief our sweet song bringing pure belief with every maxim. Still sad in grief we fashion all along striving for our peace to win every heart to beat in rhythm softly to ease our passion. Waves of fluctuation will glimmer shining through our aspirations animating each star's shimmer evoking our fertile imagination. Within our unique perspective we discover a pervasive unity. With the whispers of our collective, the dreams of our community will flourish like the Queen of the Night. Cuddling under a warm pillow this succulent moment is upon us. We will pass into our tender slumber As the ferry will surely invite us to a field of pussy willow as spring grows to summer. Persephone recites her promise as she disappears out of sight into a cryptic forest as clouds billow she hides the firmament in solace. Cozily walking the primrose path we reminisce in complete calmness the emerging quiescent aftermath. Then the moon will pierce the clouds streaming rays into our conscious. The sun's reflection will deeply inspire creating Nature's true holograph. This awakes a universe of fancies to provoke a reverie as we vow to find our rainbow of necromancy. Playing with the root of all desire we conjure the love we've endowed. Therein is the awakening as we tire and sing our melancholic lullaby. The nightingale joins to empower us to give thanks and to beautify our existence as a wonder does transpire.