After Midnight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
After Midnight
Climbing mountains after midnight, striving to reach the
stars with their brilliant, twinkling lights, enticing
me intensely all the while.
Wanting to touch and hold them within my mind, curious,
wanting to know how they feel, what their actual texture
is like.
Totally submersing self in depths of outer space, watching
closely as I climb after midnight, enjoying the serenity
of God's quiet nature.
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