Illuminating stars
proclaiming your glory
blessed with the gift of Grace
look down upon me with
softest smiles
and distant memories
Dancing upon the midnight canvas
the moon and her glow
form silver streaks -
loving reminders
cherished memories
heard within the wind's song
Quietly I walk
through the woods
pausing at times
to be vigilant and still
as the great oaks remain
majestic monuments to Nature
Admiring their strength
humbled by their beauty
two bending branches
forever intertwined -
leaves growing color
promising a warmer season
hinting of new life...
I find Peace
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