The weight of the day
Like your own in a pool,
Suddenly melts, as the night grows cool.
The wind brushes your cheek,
Stars in the air
Float softly earthward,
Their beauty to share.
Thoughts fall away-
Adding to rest,
The earth holds her own,
Creation is blessed.
Published
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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