by John G Evans

Created on: September 27, 2009

"December's Mystic Moon"

Majestic Oaks in silent solitaire

and Midnight's cold December air,

Rolling hills beneath Heaven's hem of grayish blue

Crowns the earth embraced by northern lights, and

gentle winter's mystic moon.

An unclothed scent of cedar's burnt, and

caressing valleys below,

Inspires Nature's misty gown of rising fog

softly brushed aglow.

White-tail deer refresh amongst Heaven's bosom

and Nature's Mother's tears

to create docile rainfall's streams, where a

reflections image takes her sapphire flight

as windmills spin with circles made agleam.

A lone coyote sheds its Hallowed tears

and Spirit's wind that cry

and pierce the black of night,

till Mourning Dove's soul

reflects a tender hearted scattering

and imminent twilight.

And Love's Spirit beholds -

Blessed!

Upon the eternal silhouette, and

the fruitful birth of a new dawn

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