A cold night
Not too cold to shiver.
Not warm to be loose.

The moon is full.
And hot to the clouds.
And there’s a soft breeze.

The clouds have scampered.
They’ve made a ring round the moon.
It’s a powerful sight.

Sing me a song
Tell me a story.
Of how powerful this star sun is.
Lighting up everything so beautifully.

Sing to me about love.
Good tidings and beautiful romances.
Write to me about hope and possibility.

I cannot imagine…
The magnificent and unreachable
Beauty of all creation.
And of its Creator.

It’s a beautiful night.

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