Thursday, 16 January 2014

Into Night's Dwelling


There is a night so starry bright
I recall with such pleasure
it was in the middle of summer
the day had been a hazy hot one

I was in the wilds of Exmoor
sat quietly enjoying the solitude
as dusk lengthened into night
so the heavens light up with moonlight

No human noises up here to intrude
listening I hear first the sheep
odd whinny from a horse or two
as my ears attune I pick up much more

The whisper of wings as bats and owls fly by
mystical shapes appear from the mundane
I am transported and transfixed by it all
the crowning glory a stag backlit on the hill top 

ah night you do enchant my very being
I love to roam or ride your shadowy countryside
to see the world in your stunning luminous light
the shades of which change by the hour 

night I honour you and your mystic way
here in your dwelling my head I lay
and watch in wonder the unicorns
as at play they stray my dreams

written 01/12/2014 by Shadow Hamilton

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