Light through the trees

Light through the trees in the purplish dress,
Stars in the sky shining echo - word "yes",
Moon"s bathing colors on deepest  background,
Are taking me forward not round and round.
Glittering drops on a steel quiet lake
Talking to my pure feelings not fake.
Whispering, whispering tender new words,
Listening to minor-major accords,
Longing and longing down and up,
No time, no matter, full of happiness cup.