01 November 2009

November Night

Standing here on a frosty night
Just after moonset under the sky
Watching my breath ghost through the dim light
Human life, brief vapor and finite

My collar up and coat buttoned tight
The ragged wind sighs through the grass
And whisp’ring wings as ducks fly by
How often life shrouds mysteries

These are the thoughts that occur to me
Under the starlight down by the stream

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