![]() Night WorksA Poem by Barbara Johnson![]() Not just in the day you can observe beauty and uniqueness, but you can also observe beauty and uniqueness at night.![]()
With the earth now darkened,
there is a hush dripping so tranquil like a sensitive soft-sung psalm. I can hear the yielding sound of the stream without a present or past. Delightful jewels partaking of the moonshine of serenity which brings about unique tenderness to the death of day and the birth of night. Precious lights leaving a lavish path of glitter that assemble across the black, sanguine sky to inspire, influence, captivate, and grab firmly. Deep in the depths of the quiet heavens a grand stir of stillness, an ample, affectionate encounter which thoroughly grips my entire vision, as I shiver with sureness of what's beyond. Oh what mystery and wonder of existence.
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Added on September 21, 2021 Last Updated on September 21, 2021 |