On A Clear Night

You can see the hillside
across the river, silhouetted
against blue-black heavens.

Stippled lights shine
through the trees, moving
in the cool night breeze.

Flowers bloom in blue
moonlight and stars
dot silken skies.

On a clear night
you can almost see
eternity.

copyright 2001--Lorrie Workman
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