The silent night passes by,
as flies the moon.
In the midst of floating clouds,
dawn will come soon.
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A Beautiful Night.
The silent night passes by,
as flies the moon.
In the midst of floating clouds,
dawn will come soon.
The view so eternal,
the look so unearthly.
In the wind the willow sway,
like a girl dancing heartily.
The light falls below,
making all shine.
Settling on Mother Earth,
The Beautiful, The divine.
The sound of crickets,
the rustle of leaves.
Peace comes to mind,
all the pain is heaved.