Cool, The Night Air
19 October, 1999
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)


The cool night air blows
whipping my hair to my face
Looking to the quieted stars
I can't help but stand there and think

How many times we run to stand still
chasing the moth's light
bashing our-self against the proverbial walls
chasing the facades of the dreams

I watch the light as the moths gather
as they too get blown into their wall
trying so hard to get somewhere
And yet still the cool night air blows

------- Author's Notes -------

dedicated to the inspiration ...NightPoet


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