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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