Nature has that way
to make us find ourselves in the quiet…
Forgetting ourselves
and being in its presence…
Brother Wind
breezes through our thoughts…
Father Night
blanketing us with serenity…
Sister Stars
illuminating our hope…
Sister Moon
softening the dark…
“Moonscape”
Photo Credit:
Coyright: B. Bennett;
August, 2014
Filed under: Free Verse, Poetry; Solitude Tagged: Mother Nature, night blessings, the quiet
