The night air is cold … I cautiously breathe in the darkness
The cold air is dark … it steals my breath
Big moon rising dramatically, a strobe along the shore
It shimmers a gentle glow over the dusting of snowflakes
I feel safe, I feel guided, I feel strong
To swallow the mystery of darkness whilst the moonglow comforts my soul
© 2013 ann ivy male
BEAUTIFUL PICTURE – BEAUTIFUL POEM!!! THANK YOU.
Thanks, Mari.