Stillness Of The Night - Poem by David Harris
As the moonlight slipped across the water
when another day drew to a close
the soft breeze wafted the scents
of new mowed grass and closing flowers
to fill the evening air.
The world was at peace again
through the stillness of the night.
The moonlight's fingers catch
the ripples on the water
transforming them into a relaxed state.
The more you watched
the more sleep drifted over your body
giving you an occasional nudge
to tell your sleep head
to go and lay in your bed
until the dawn breaks once more.
19 July 2014
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