« Tonight »

The Moon, big
The Air, sweet
The Breeze, cool
The Sky, misty

Golden ball gives way to silver glow
Heat caves into cool
Smoke retreats to desert shores
Eastward, eastward
From whence it came

The Night, long
The Fear, subsiding
The Questions, answered
The Earth, God's

Wonder wonder everywhere
Encircling us always
Almost too much to bear
Rhythm of time persists
Only we dare to complain...

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