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dance into the night
A midnight song,
In nature's sacred hall,
Where secrets come alive,
And dreams begin to unfold.
Beneath the moon's soft glow,
The night reveals its charm,
As stars paint a canvas,
With magic, bright and warm.
The long dim shadows dance,
In moonlit silhouette,
Unveiling mystic tales,
That nature won't forget.
Through ancient forest depths,
A melody takes flight,
Guiding wandering souls,
To realms beyond the night.
Whispers of forgotten lore,
Echo through the trees,
Tales of love and loss,
Carried on the gentle breeze.
And in the hooting owl's call,
A message softly weaves,
A symphony of wisdom,
That only nature perceives.
So let us wander freely,
In this enchanted scene,
Where shadows intertwine,
And dreams and reality convene.
For within this twilight realm,
Where whispers softly play,
We find a tranquil solace,
As night turns into day
© Peta-Gay Powell
In nature's sacred hall,
Where secrets come alive,
And dreams begin to unfold.
Beneath the moon's soft glow,
The night reveals its charm,
As stars paint a canvas,
With magic, bright and warm.
The long dim shadows dance,
In moonlit silhouette,
Unveiling mystic tales,
That nature won't forget.
Through ancient forest depths,
A melody takes flight,
Guiding wandering souls,
To realms beyond the night.
Whispers of forgotten lore,
Echo through the trees,
Tales of love and loss,
Carried on the gentle breeze.
And in the hooting owl's call,
A message softly weaves,
A symphony of wisdom,
That only nature perceives.
So let us wander freely,
In this enchanted scene,
Where shadows intertwine,
And dreams and reality convene.
For within this twilight realm,
Where whispers softly play,
We find a tranquil solace,
As night turns into day
© Peta-Gay Powell
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