Inner Peace At Dusk
The night sky is
my blanket of peace. The sign of the ending day cloaks me in calmness. Cheerily the man in the moon, observer of the night, sends a dazzling smile my way, warming my worried heart. Hypnotic symphonies from the cicadas and crickets flow through my veins working to fathom the labyrinth of my mind. Leaning back I spot Orion, protector of the stars, and my quivering nerves find the comfort they’ve yearned for all day. The crisp wind whispers soft sweet lullabies into my ears, and the shining, shimmering celestial bodies remind me that everything will be okay. |