A Wolf Howled At the Moon

In the forest, a wolf howled at the silver moon,

In the jungle, a cougar roared a gray baboon.

In the sea, the dolphin lay to sleep,

In the glade, the weeping willows weep.

Everywhere you go,

The way things flow,

Is unique,

You may or mayn't find what you seek.

A simple beat,

Like the pattering of feet.

A shapeless melody,

That's how it ought to be.

Listen to the song of the moon when it's full.

Listen to the spell it sets, the gentle, sleeping lull.