falling into dreams the song the crickets sing beneath the silvermoon may enchantyou to dance in dewcovered grass,where the distant criesof coyotes and owlshooting will chime in;as you’re dan…

falling into dreams the song the crickets sing beneath the silvermoon may enchantyou to dance in dewcovered grass,where the distant criesof coyotes and owlshooting will chime in;as you're dancing insomniawill leave your bones—you'll enter the house tired,and fall into dreamsyou cannot rememberwhen you wake.-linda m. crate from a previous life…