Poetry

Moonbeams

There’s nothing quite so magical
As Moonbeams at twilight
And the soothing silent lullaby
As the Moon sings the Sun goodnight
Wrapped up in the stillness
Of Natures pure delight
Little creatures come to dance
In her gentle, soft moonlight

And my heart sings
As she kisses my face
In that precious moment
All past is erased
The future is
Nowhere to be seen
And I smile sweetly
As I know I have been
On a magical journey
To the cauldron of dreams
That most Sacred, wordless place
The in-between

© Raye – The Bendy Witch

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