A Mystical Night
it is two a.m.
dogs and I go outside
the air is balmy, a gentle breeze
it feels like we are the only beings awake on the planet
the solitude is enhanced by a gorgeous smoky sky
no moon, no stars, no sounds
except the dogs footprints in the grass
a whisper of a sound
I feel it is God and us
the dogs sit reverently
it is a mystical night
I take photos expecting to see orbs
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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