It's a quiet afternoon
Silence sings a tune
Summer presses down with heat
Far away the bustling city beat
Resplendent green and lush the land
Like a drawing from an artist's hand
Tonight the light is called full moon
Orange circle drifting in the sky
Every star is faint and shy
Waiting till the moon has set
and on the grass the dew is wet
A chance to twinkle one more time
and send a message that might rhyme
The rising sun brings their goodbye
In the kitchen coffee brews
the antidote for those who snooze
The day in steps of hours walks
but to the time in seconds talks
Today the heat has lost the fight
thunder, rumbles, lightning bright
The clouds the moon refuse
Obscured, the moonlight hides away
Divergent thoughts like night and day
No one knows what all is hidden
but keeping secrets is forbidden
Sealed is the book, only the title is exposed
Unblock the code of fate with poetry and prose
Dance on the words without delay
Convert to action and to play
Hear their sound and what they say
Words are the mirror and the soul
They tell the story as a whole
Inside their heart the meaning waits
Once opened up they flood the gates
Dance on the words across the Milky Way
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Wow! Another beautiful poem.
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