It is a glow

It is a glow

And lights a room.

It takes the darkness

From the night,

Reflects a perfect

Starlit sky

And illuminates

The forgotten

Byways that

Become highways

For romantics

In the bloom

Of a full moon.

It melts into the cream

Of a summer morning.

And wonders at

The tilt of a windmill,

The why in a question.

The beginning

In a fresh start.

It is a pocket full

Of sparkles

That percolate

Throughout the day

And leave a trail

Of happiness in their wake.

It is the moment

Of pleasure

At the simple things.

The music of the night.

The colour of rain.

A Robin on a fence.

It is truth

And hope

The lovers knot

Without a rope,

A sparkling wine,

It is innocence.

And to know it

Is divine.