ron parrish aka wordman

Rythum of a summers night



The sun setting behind the ocean,

as the moon rises from behind

a mountain of gold

 

the sky jade and blue with

a yellow to gold tint across

the sky

 

summer rain 

falling down to the grass

gently blowing my hair

 

the stillness

of the night ,as the shadows

gently fall around

 

take a breath

feel the cool air

caressing your skin

 

your heart in rythum

with the falling rain

you are re born,you feel no pain...

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