Reflections & Hope

In the darkness of the night,
As I ventured into the the wood,
I  met with a beautiful sight.

All was silent, All was still,
No one around to see the trill.

I stopped to draw in the dewy air,
And let the droplets shimmer in my hair.

The nature was in a singular scene;
A lonesome bird,
A whispering wind,
A solitary cloud,
It was a reflection of my what’s within.

The nature was in a singular voice;
A running brook,
Gushing falls,
Breathing woods,
Shared my thoughts.

The nature was in a singular moment;
A twinkling star,
A silent night,
A burning moon,
Filled me with a new hope and vision.

As the hope rested on my tranquil head,
The night waned, with the black receding,
The dawn blushed, with radiant bright,
Reaching the shade of early morning wine,
To gently break another morning fine.

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