Monday, October 11, 2004

Moonlight

Moonlight reflects off the lake.
A ripple from a cool breeze.
A sound of falling leaves.

A hoot of a owl.
Distract me for a moment,
from my thoughts.
I can't remember,
What I was thinking?

Then I lift my head and see you.
Standing in the shadows of the trees.
As a white mist seem to swirl around you.

You seem Calm and Smooth,
like a flow of a river stream.
Yet you seem unreachable,
like the stars that rush past,
in the dark of night.

You stand there silent.
Like a breeze softy gliding,
through the trees.
I'm fascinated,
by the depth of your soul.
Yet you remain a mystery to me.
Like a ancient forest.




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