Alone, under a dark sky, star lit, the sounds
of night echo around me, surround me,
the eerie hoot! hoo of an owl close by
and the mournful cry of the loon, calling out,
the unseen rustle of nature settling in,
flora and fauna, earth and wind and water.
It’s easy now to believe in peace on earth,
and thus comforted, easier still to sleep
the night through, quilted, secure and warm.
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