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I saw you release
The stars
To the skies
And gather moss as your pillow
A blanket of velvet nite
Shook out
To cover your weary soul
As you encapsulated the moon
Your sentinel of sleep
While you surrender in peace
And prepare
To stand once again
For your day
Will surely come
©Entirety 2015

  
(Photo: infiniteoneness:  Forest Sky at Night by Dylan Arnallt)