The faintest hush of a whisper on balmy night air, save, the shrill cry of a distant nocturnal bird making its presence be known…
Soft rustling sounds in undergrowth detected, and up above the illuminated vast expanse of infinite heaven, shine and beam their bright starlight upon me…
The Night sky reflects its multitude of celestial traffic lights, which sparkle and flicker like an airborne country fair! Unmarred and unspoiled is that curtain of glitter to whence my inner spirit is so irrevocably drawn; as I stand overawed in solitary repose seeking answers…and yearn for the possibilities…
As if by magic, or by the hand of the celestial powers that be, might extend a band of invisible creatures to raise me up, and sweep me away to that otherworldly destination; then know – regrets I shall harbor none, should I choose to defect and gladly forfeit my humble connection to this earthly realm, and its material creation…
…From which no-one could me, sway…
Emerantia Maria Parnall-Gilbert Copyright ©2006 Emerantia Maria Parnall-Gilbert
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