Swaying reeds in the wind
Nodding stalks to the ground,
Not snapping, but bending,
Steadfast in its stand
A little breeze blowing
Cooling and light,
Each reed a dancing,
From left to right
Oh a full moon is peeking,
Through the cumulus cloud,
A spectacular scene,
Ah what a beautiful sight
One's moment in the night,
A full moon so shiny,
And yet it's so bright
A path is in sight,
To continue my journey,
In the middle of the night.
