Nightly Spirits Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nightly Spirits



Spirits of the night dance rhythmically and untiringly
into the morning light, at times bringing a particular
joy to the surface.

Finding an even complacency spurting through all the
experiences of every day routines being lived in
spirits of the night, enchanting us with their
spectacular auras of beauty.

Monday, April 7, 2014
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