The Night Sky


Entrapped in beauty,
overwhelmed by this scene,
I want to live forever
under the light of the sky.
The silver light of the moon
shines brightly on the trees.
The soft, warm wind blows upon me,
as I gaze at the warm, night sky.
The smell of the flowers all around me-
Blue birds sing their sweet song,
as slowly the night passes by.

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