Night's Child

The silence sings, weaving sacred lyrics
strong and delicate as spider’s silk
My eyes are filled with fantastic stars
hands outstretched to catch the moon
I dance barefoot upon dewy grass
waiting, longing in darkest night
Earth and I wait with bated breath
for the very first glimpse of dawn
Written by inechoingsilence
Published | Edited 11th Dec 2019
Author's Note
COMPETITION PIECE: Land scaping. The challenge is to describe myself as a landscape.
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