Tuesday, September 30, 2008

That day

Silence in the dark
The cold night air
Hugs the earth
The quiet deepens with
The arrival of the
Moons light
But awkward it never was
Nor ever will be
A stream that bubbles
Not far away
From fallen trees
Broken fences, decaying
Leaves and damp soil
Colors were bright
But turned gray with winter
But even during the silent
Hours of a day
The light forever shines
On the place so far
Away

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