The Night

As the sky gets darker,

the stars become visible,

the moonlight rises.

The world becomes quiter.

Thoughts grow louder, 

the breeze carries a silence. 

For a moment, 

everything feels at ease. 

Everyone becomes connected, 

by the stillness of the dark. 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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