Midnight

Midnight taps at the window
The howling wolves, The creaking of the doors
A cascade of stars to mark the way
The moon lights the way to heavens

Sweet whispers in the meadow
The motion of pouring rain
Soft and gentle caressing nature along the way
White waves upon an ocean
Rivers run to expand the path of change

Clouds drift across the heavens
In humble whites and greys
The places change but the clouds remain the same
The heaven sent smell of a flower as it comes into bloom

The soulful serenade of natures haven
Birds sing, The whistling winds of wonder
Feel the thunder of the heavens
The trembling of the earth down below
Listen to the beats of the earth as you tap your feet

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