A Sweet Breeze

A sweet breeze flew in from the ocean,
I asked it what set it in motion,
It just said it had this notion,
And so it flew in from the ocean.

I saw a star in the sky,
It wouldn't twinkle, but instead it'd cry,
I looked at it, and asked it why,
"Why are you crying in the sky?"

I saw a stone so solid and mellow,
It played a requiem of a deep, deep cello.
I greeted it, and said, "Hello."
But it just sat there, so solid and mellow.

But then, the sun, with its brilliant light...
Blasted the out the darkness of the night,
The star twinkled gaily high in the sky,
The breeze trilled, swirled, beginning to fly,
Then the stone stammered, my oh, my!
The sun warmed the earth, happiness was nigh.

The world felt so fair and well,
And what a story I have to tell.