
Fate has brought me here
Chasing the moon in darkness
Finding myself at this lake
Under the full moon gaze
Surrounded by nocturnal eyes
I’m not sure why I’ve come
My intuition is seldomly wrong
So I stand with an empty mind
Playing with the darkness
Until my curiosity is fed
The moon sweeps the tree tops
Making the shadows come alive
As dark nimbus clouds appear
Leaving me alone in the dark
To find my way back home
Beautiful poem…
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Thank you! ๐๐
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The imagery where you said ‘…the shadows alive’ Love it.
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Thank you so much!๐๐
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