A shadowing moonlight mist sprinkles across an awestruck prairie
Lifeless cries of night howlers split the trees in the distance
As I cuddle my ambers for their last breaths of warmth
A song drifts through the pages of my thoughts
Silence and sound tango
Staring off at the tapestry of painted dots blazing slow trails across the nakedness above me
I consider the privilege to be a witness
Ever so often without warning and invisible pen streaks light across the night
Beautifully it fades
There is a slight chill to loneliness
But the feeling of comfort cannot be rebuked
Peace blankets my tingling flesh
And I gaze off into the distance
Wondering if I am looking deeply within myself.

So were you looking deeply within yourself...?...

Nice write Michael...

Yes, I believe I was ;-) Thank you for the reply

Your welcome Michael...It is amazing what you bring forward when you look deep within yourself...It is unreal what you may find as well...

Welcome back Michael, I have missed seeing your work. Great job on this one...

Thank you very much!