The Magic of the Night
"Keep your eyes open to see the magic of the night"
- by Poet
Deep into the woods, I walked one day
to find flaming fireflies come my way,
Watching them, I felt a trancelike peace,
fulfillment of dreamlike fantasies;
In the shadowy shelter of trees,
I stood enjoying the mellow breeze;
The hazy clouds were rolling onward,
as I 'neath the moon slowly wandered,
Crickets and glowworms began to prance,
silently, I admired with glued glance,
The scenery sure looked surreal,
this night encounter seemed unreal;
Then I heard the nightingale crooning,
o'er imaginary love swooning,
Ethereal, her song pulled me in,
the joy I felt, none can imagine;
Basking in the aura of moonlight,
entranced by the magic of each sight,
I walked back leaving the woods behind,
But this night is engraved in my mind.
05.26.2021
For Constance La France's "Writing prompt - Dreamlike" contest
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