The moon is high

The moon is high

And early in the year

The Chinese New Year

Stars glittering

In the deep sky

Constellations

Orion - the Hunter

And me

Over the path of the Earth

Looking up from the bushes

Under the pine trees

And all I can see is lots of

Little lights

But it’s called darkness

Bright white

Black, purple, and blue blues

Red golden edges

I know that’s green

And it’s icy air

And the ground

Atomic structure too

The ice revealing

Stars glittering.