I stripped away what remained few fragments of fear,
as silence exchanged promise of wooing silvery moon.
Fraught with readiness, I lay down upon sleepy grass,
and observed as sky chased away passing clouds.

I know beneath night’s dark veil there lie deep secrets,
visible to those who dare to defy nothingness of sleep.
I reach and grab a handful of glittering, gloomy stars
laugh as few thoughts escaped to the woods and fields,

‘Gift me a verse so that the universe can heal.’

 

 

Photo credits:Β β€œJeremy Mann – Artist Sensuality in Art”

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