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There is unbroken
quietness,
In the mountains, in the night. A stillness even thoughts can't break,
Nor shatter as if
light.
The night's
protective blackness,
Like a velvet wrap is worn. An embrace of one's whole body, Sensuous and warm.
The stars - a
million dancing lights,
Choose one and it is yours. One is enough; please leave the rest, For poets and philosophers.
A scent of wild
Jasmine,
Pervades the soft night air. An intoxicant so strong, No match found anywhere.
Evening music of
the woods,
Rustling sylvan chords. God, I think, is whispering, Hush, don't miss His words.
Close your eyes
in solitude,
Your Lord and you alone. You've caught a glimpse of Heaven, You've caught a glimpse of Home.
Virginia (Ginny) Ellis
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10/29/06
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