Cast the shadows of the night
As the fading of the light
Little stars appear one by one
Over the sky intricately spun
Trees silhouetted against the dusk
Aroma fills the air with musk
Midges fly with gentle sound
Which make it eerie all around
And for one moment I behold
The presence of God begins to unfold.
Transfixed by the spirit like a prayer
Its only of Him I am aware.
Joyce Gale 2006
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