Writings for Got

House Martel/week 4/prompt/3 /poetry

In Tune

With the chance of a breeze,
like a breath of fresh air,
brings a sigh of alleviation;
allowing my thoughts
to recover a harmony
that beats with my heart.

Quiet is the night
while in the skies
sense the luminescence
in the open gateways of
a star lit horizon.

My inner self is a whisper
bringing me peace of mind;
in the background I hear
an endless song of the
whippoorwill that

welcomes the night
allowing my place to
be tranquil-harmonious
as though we were
singing in tune-
balanced.


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