I sit outside
with an ebony sky above.
I sit at night
with a moon that's shineing,
Full of love.
I lay outside
with a sky that's full of stars,
Alight!
I lay at night
on grass that's full,
and lush,
and bright.
I hear sweet music on the wind,
Like nothing from this world,
and get a sence of something more.
A mystery?
Or maybe the source of my love and awe.
I see the stars,
and nothing more,
I see the grass and earthen floor,
I see tall pines near the sandy shore,
but I do not see the presence that I felt before.
Atop this hill,
above the shore,
with the moon just shineing,
for forever more.
I weep for the friend I never had,
But who always stays so close at hand.
I see a star shoot across the sky,
Like a tear upon my cheek.
I wish my wish upon the star.
"I wish my friend would show me who they are."
Reason for writing:
I was just sitting outside, and I heard a wind chime in the distance, and I started to become very aware of the things about me. So, how about some feed back, please, please, please?
Birth sign: Pisces
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