Beauty of Night

An endless blue sky,
Like the vast expanse
Of life;

A patch of clouds
Scattered far and wide;

When the noises
Ignored in the
Maddening rush of the day,
Touch our ears
Soft and clear;

When the moonlight
Appears so pure and pristine,
Soothes the burns,
And calms down the turmoil;

When it shares a hope
Always
Of the rising sun;

And fades away gradually,
Kissing goodbye with humility,
Promising a comeback,
Ushering in the daylight;

That's the beauty
Of the night.


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