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Become the Nightby Janet Reidas they pour themselves into the growing darkness, the last lingering light of day melting into the horizon. Become the sunset slowly sinking and the deepest hue of blue that spreads across the sky, the peacefulness of night running through your veins. Let the stillness surround you when the auroras dance the dance of the seven veils to the woeful tune of the lonely loon as it lifts its voice to the silence. Become the gentle breeze that drifts across the lake; the shimmer on the water that caresses every feather, and feel her with your soul. Feel the moonlight dripping through the trees, as the haunting symphony of the majestic timber wolf echoes through the moonlit forest. Become the branches in his canopy of trees and the lichen on the rocks on which he pads his feet, and listen with your heart. |
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