Exiting…

A quivering glow from the

moon filtered through the

trees falling upon the garden.

The laughter of children burst

from within a cottage mingling

with the fragrance of the night.

Under a diamond sky on a gentle

wind, I watched the shadowed

night bird fly.  The stillness and

muted light lasted for what seem

like an eternity, enclosed me in an

eternal sleep; finally setting me free.

 

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