The Night My Most Desired Time
The night, my most desired time
in solitude draped in moonlight;
on crisp cool grass, against a tall oak and its shivering leaves.
Looking up at the vast heavens studded with luminous stars
and drifting blue gray clouds. There is something restful about space,
where land sprouts and meets the sapphire sky in its mystic splendor.
8/25/2019
Poetry Contest: Writing Challenge 3, August 2019- Five Lines-
Sponsored by: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2019
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