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Music of the Night,
The clouds on their journey
have left their f o o t p r i n t s
embedded in the stillness above.
They gracefully glide past the sun whose
ostentatious smile slowly begins to fade.
F a d e.
As jealousy of the moon forces its lips shut.
Beautiful, compelling.
the moon captivates the open minds.
The vulnerable hearts.
The mystery enveloped in its beauty calls forth the impending stars.
Stars, in awe, twinkle in contrast to the swallowing darkness of the sky.
The moon leaves behind its dwindling reflection on the ocean,
as it lures the soul of the water into a dance.
Here comes the tides,
Swaying to the music of the night,
as the wind's singing may be heard echoing throughout the
silence of the town.
look.
the soul may be seen resting on the clouds,
as they resume their endless journey throughout the night sky.
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have left their f o o t p r i n t s
embedded in the stillness above.
They gracefully glide past the sun whose
ostentatious smile slowly begins to fade.
F a d e.
As jealousy of the moon forces its lips shut.
Beautiful, compelling.
the moon captivates the open minds.
The vulnerable hearts.
The mystery enveloped in its beauty calls forth the impending stars.
Stars, in awe, twinkle in contrast to the swallowing darkness of the sky.
The moon leaves behind its dwindling reflection on the ocean,
as it lures the soul of the water into a dance.
Here comes the tides,
Swaying to the music of the night,
as the wind's singing may be heard echoing throughout the
silence of the town.
look.
the soul may be seen resting on the clouds,
as they resume their endless journey throughout the night sky.
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Published 10th Apr 2010
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