Moonlit Dreams (standard:poetry, 96 words)
Author: Julia	Added: Sep 20 2010	Views/Reads: 3055/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
just something I wrote recently.

The nighttime darkens before me: like a tree, it casts a shadow 

My breath sharpens, a knife 

Undying movement in the meadow, a dance 

Hearing must be relied on, for seeing is not a choice 

Raising voices, chanting, drums 

The beat thumps along with my heart 

An open door waiting: the air stands still 

To fly through the forets, elate 

When I can see colors again 

The trees dance too, a jig 

Ants whisper things through the bark, a promise 

But the drums will fade 

And the shadows will recede, revealing the trees as they are.


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