Moon lit waters dance

On delicate feet of gold

Oh so silently.


Golden fields sparkle

Underneath the star lit sky

Endlessly glowing.


Snow coated mountains

With a cool blanket of ice

Listen, they're crying.


The glittering moon

Watching us drift of to sleep,

Talking to the stars.


As  an owl glides by,

We all remain ignorant

Of what we don't see.

The End

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