Black satin sheets
Pulled softly over soft cotton pillows
Silence deafens
Peace depends humanity
Nature verberates with freedom
Nocturnal and free
They scamper and scurry
Tasks undertaken with verve
Grasp those precious hours
Till sunlight breaks the dark
Illuminating the world bright once more
Putting perpetualality in motion once more
Nights freedom
Posted: October 28, 2014 in RandomTags: abilities, freedoms, lives, movement, nature, nocturnal, poem, poetry
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