More.

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More. So much more.

Lying under the blanket of stars,
I see so much more.
I see myself riding the horse past the full moon
On a clear starlit night.
I see the possibilities of tomorrow,
Shining bright.
I see myself running alive amongst those yellow daffodils,
With the joy bursting forth.

Listening to the waterfall,
Gushing right outside my window
I hear so much more.
I hear the sounds of happiness,
A melody that’s rare.
I hear the song of the wind,
Distinctive in my ears.
I hear tomorrow calling for me to
Take a step.
One step.

Feeling the sense of completeness overtake me,
I feel so much more.
I feel the need to smile without a reason.
I feel the need to let go of all the digressions.
I feel the need write.
I feel the need to write,
with the essence of my soul as the ink,
And my life as the paper.
I feel the need to bleed with my words
All over the blank canvas of time.

Toodles!
~A♥~

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House of Night.

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Like the pretty sky and the prettier night.

There also stands the gloomy house of Night;
ghastly clouds shroud it in darkness.
Before it Atlas stands erect and on his head and unwearying arms firmly supports the broad sky, where Night and Day cross a bronze threshold and then come close and greet each other.

Toodles!
~A♥~

“House of night”

The disappointing day,
Whenever wrong, or how,
Is something passed away,
Is ended now.
Forget,forgive,the scars,
And sleep will find you soon
Beneath the shining stars,
The gleaming moon.

Toodles!
~A♥~