Blithely We Dance

Version 1

Lesser than the stars am I,
And yet I dance with the sun in the sky,
and with clouds encroaching on the night.

Extraneous to the stars am I,
And still I frolic merrily
Till the end of time.

But blithely do we dance;
I and the stars.


Version 2

Blithely we dance;
I and the stars.
Together as one,
And yet in separate entity,
We frolic through the fields,
Gathering the last of
Autumn from the earth.