Mystical moments that merge with the night
The croaking of frogs in the soft twilight
The drowsy drift of the tide on the shore
The whispered voice through the open door
The happy moon on a stroll through the sky
The rustle of grass where the breeze slipped by
The absolute stillness of infinite light
Dancing out past the far edge of the night
The myriad stars that spill through the sky
Find their reflection in my upturned eye.
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