In the Mist of the Night
In the Mist of the Night,where the stars shine free and the Moon peaks. I walk along the silence to be at peace.From the stress of a hard day of work,to calming silence with just a gentle breeze. As the crickets begin to crick away. Caling for a summer rain to gently fall from the heavens.
In the Mist of the Night, my mind starts to wonder, as I explore my thoughts and journey yonder, guided by a higher power, by the grace of God guiding me on the correct path to my curiosity,desire.
I have come to relize,that whatever obstacle, that stand in my way,will be brought down and my right path,will be brighter. Guiding me in a proper manner. So whatever lies ahead, that challenges me will level out and grant me,clarity.
In the Mist of the Night,when all is magical and unique,where only I can see. What path I take,to correct me,an overcome what lies ahead,beyond reality.
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