Night Flower

The night flower blooms by the whispering trees
I walk through the forest as silent as I can be
The hums tickling my ears quietly call my name
As I fall to my knees the wind brushes my hair
The safety surrounds me as I feel the tenderness and care
The ground squishes from my knees to my toes
The smells that circumference me waft gently to my nose
The cries of the night dance around, but just as quiet as the whispering sounds
The sun starts to peak above the sky
The light falls over the whispering trees
Quiets the night flower as it please
The timbre is gone as light comes around
The earth becomes silent from the nighttime sounds





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