Somehow the bright sun filled the room,
though windows were closed and curtains drawn.
The light crawled in through cracks and crannies
and spread through the darkened room,
as quickly as water flows from a broken glass.
With nowhere to hide and everything revealed,
The people donned bright clothes and festive hats.
Celebrations continued all day and through the night.
Joyous music spilled out of the windows and into the street.
Merriment overflowed from the room, floating in the night air.
Pachyderms and hyenas danced together in the mist.
The taste of contentment was sipped from every glass.
Revelers began to tire and curl up in the sunlit room to rest.
All is quiet; all is bright as sleep fell over the space.
They dreamt of the sun and the way it sparkles on the dew.