little beads

We took a seat, side by side,
you, me and a starry night,

and poetry came silent,unhurried,
with jingling bells tied loose to her feet,

and
      words
                 fell
                        upon
                                  us,
        like
             little
                  beads
                         luminous,

And we like children be-mused ran,
to catch them showering on our lands.