Crop circles

Serene summer night
When you are fast dreaming
Try to search crop circles
Walking over the field
You must be quiet
You have to stay hidden
Never ruffle someone
You can’t see but you can feel
You can leave your home
Walking into the darkness
You can see how crop circles
Coming out of nowhere
Get rid of you shoes
Feel the dew with bare feet
You can hear how wheat whispers
Serenade for the stars
Tell me
What we know about
Crop circles
I always born at night
Maybe
Just a human joke
Crop circles.
Or
Voice from obscured mind
You see this land
It’s full of power
Hit the road, crazy lover
With the speed of a light
But you can stay up late
In your private fortress
Only close the door tight
Hide yourself from crop circles
Tell me
What we know about
Crop circles
Always born at night
Maybe
Just a human joke
Crop circles.
Or
Voice from obscured mind