The big bright moon is gazing down,
with the
tiny stars glaring around,
the wind is
carrying the essence of flowers,
spreading
in the air with a silent sound.
The grass is supple and soft and
wet,
Shivering
in the scented air,
breaks the
silence of creeping night,
touch the
feet with love and care.
The flowers have slept in the laps
of leaves,
under the
vast shelter of the sky.
A serene
silence far and wide,
filling the
heart with peace of joy!
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