Sheer and gentle silver light
washes landscape of the night
leave it aglow, and gleaming bright;
majestic, an harmonious sight.
The trees elegantly dip and sway
stripped of the golden light of day
they haunt the night in shades of grey
emnating beauty even thus displayed.
The world is softened by its touch,
freed from the impurest clutch,
entice the world with simple brush
of atmospheric beauty, lush.
Midnght whisper of the breeze,
dances with just blossomed trees,
world weeps and falls upon its knees
praising birds, insects like bees...
Grasp the moments ever precious
bask within the evanescence,
let forth the times reminicence,
sailing in the luminescence...
Watch the moon in rise and fall
adorning earth in gentle call,
what kind caress, rebirth installed
while each we bask in silken shawl...
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