On a dark night
Alone on a dark night
Not a soul in sight.
Wind blowing through my hair.
Grass below my feet.
This night seems like such a treat.
Alone at last
Time to think,
breathe
and observe
what beauty
this world
really holds.
The moon is shinning,
the clouds are subsiding
and the only thing here
is me
The smell of spring
fills my soul,
and makes me want to sing.
True, a dark night,
only feels
so bright
The morning is coming soon,
so I enjoy this calm, calm afternoon.
I listen to nature,
It really calls to me.
And in the morning,
I will see the bright green pasture.
nature
what a lovely place to be
- Author: bleeding diamonds ( Offline)
- Published: April 22nd, 2016 10:05
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 34
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