Enchanted

There arise at the horizon
The sun of today
When it sets at the west
The night stalks  for new magic
At top of the lush
Is lighted with delight
For the night is casted
With spell, and soon will be enchanted
Fairies fly...
Dancing... Singing...
The lullaby of the night
Sings for the fiest and celebration on sight.

note: From Multiply Apr. 17, 08