Moonlight

 

White moonlight fades beyond the pale

All’s still, no sound but the wind’s wail

Long night moans one last sigh of thrill

Icy stars twinkle frostily over the river

A ghostly whisper recalls spirits to sail

And dance, till dawn embraces the hill

Grass turns green, oscines start to trill

A new sunrise heals the world for real

 


Sonata

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