When daylight fades and colors blend,
The sky unfolds, no need to pretend.
Stars awaken, soft and bright,
Whispering secrets long into the night.
The moon, a guardian pale and wise,
Watches over tired eyes.
Breezes hum a quiet tune,
Dancing beneath the silver moon.
Thoughts drift far like autumn leaves,
Carried by the midnight breeze.
Dreams take flight on silent wings,
Exploring all the night-time brings.
Shadows stretch, then fade away,
As darkness gently melts to gray.
A world renewed in calm and light,
Promising dawn just out of sight.
Long into the night we roam,
Finding peace, a place called home.
In the stillness, hearts ignite,
Burning warm, long into the night.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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