In the silent hours, we talked
When the stars lit the sky
And the lake mirrored the moon
We talked of the things that were
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When I consider the thoughts in your two minds, the gentleness in both of your hearts, the hope embodied in your togetherness, the goodness you share, I realize Paradise is not contained in a garden however resplendent it is. Paradise is the world created by loving people as they travel in every and any region their fate takes them. This midnight stroll is a transfigured night. This is one of your many poems that give us a vision of how wonderful life is when it is guided by the Soul's Reality.
Rich in romance, loaded with love and bursting with beauty!
Love is lit by stars in sky as new light and talking with calm breeze gave here new fragrance. Very fantastic imagery is drawn here. Interesting poem shared really.10
Our eyes had the starlight Visions blazed our minds Nerves soothed by soft murmurs.longing for the midnight stroll......... full of love, full of romance........ fine poem. tony