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An experience of the night |
| COOL WINDS Soft evening winds, flowing, through sad shades of darkness, seeping gently through the night, softly rustling the inner being of my soul, enveloping me.... caressing me .... lifting my spirit to join in celebration of night Cool rays, golden moonlight shines upon me, and I am lost - lost in its beauty, seeking not to be found, My soul aches, fills with passion as I soar higher, higher, into the night, until, at last, find my release in the gentleness of the stars. |