What paradise can be found in the heart of a chilling night? Cats eyes may gleam and crickets may chirp, but what truly makes night so lovely? It is the cool air that settles and the stars that burst a-bright overhead and the seeming song that is stuck on repeat that lulls the creatures to bed. It's a kindred spirit that sleeps under this and notes the ephemeral beauty that exists; and a kinder one that lets it exis tand suffers a blow when leaving it.
The mumbling breezes that strike a chord; the cool grass underfoot that soothes one within... A shining bit of moonlight that glistens, hailing dew. A silent beast moves in the endless shadows. I sit underneath an ebony sky, wondering why the night filters by as I sit and I ponder, I script and I stare, wondering what is seen that it not truly there.
With a burst of fervor and a showing of light, a star passes by: the first one tonight. It spreads out for miles as it streaks past and the crickets hold their instruments in momentary silence.
The symphony begins again, the acorns drop anew. The chill seeps in and I beg for warmth to greet me as I say "Adieu."
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