A poem about a dream I had.
God – The Artist
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Darkness,
Evening has come,
Praise the stillness
Of the night.
Stand quietly,
Seek the stars
For light.
Gently,
A breeze slithers by,
Questions slide forth
In my mind.
Venus brightly
Stirs my soul,
Second sight.
Glory,
I seize the moment,
All is clear.
Constellations,
Beauty formed,
Perfect night.
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