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The Moonlit World I Envy

Poetry By: OxannaRose
Poetry



The beauty of a night.


Submitted:Oct 24, 2012    Reads: 29    Comments: 10    Likes: 4   


I sit in solitude,

pen in hand.

The thumping heart beat of that old wooden clock

placed upon the walls white as freshly fallen snowflakes

on a winter's morn

Reminds me that Time still floats along.

The empty page beneath my gaze

longs for life.

It screams in desperation for the caress of my hand.

But its pleas fall upon deaf ears

As I peer out into the world of silence.

Where the the full moon paints the treetops

and the flowing river with its radiant light.

And where the stars cascade beyond the reach of my eyes.

Suddenly the silence is broken

By the howl of the wind.

And the leaves of the trees glisten majesticlly

As they are lifted through the air.

How I envied them.

I envy their freedom.

But I knew

That though they were free

Their beauty would fade away

And their life would come to and end.

Even so,

Even if it was for that short moment

I want to be swept away by the wind

And let my eyes feast upon a world unknown.

Until it ceases to move

And I settle among the Roses

Until I take my final breath of life.

My page ignored,

I left the world of man

And into the world of the moonlit night.





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