Grass Moon

Propitious orb above the camper's flame;
Cheering rosy clouds in a midnight sky
And never are embers ever the same
Save for their burning desire to fly
And evermore mix with the moonbeams
As mortals wish for immortality
To be a place of infinite dreams
And incomparable tranquility
With nary a need for respite or sleep
For there will be no limitations there
And god like sight spans the galaxy deep
Spying solutions for every odd care
The way the moonlight flies in from afar
Or as easy as hope dotes on a star!