That Night

Soul Searching

The wind stood still for me that night

Letting my thoughts blow from end to end

Having the ability to let my conscience guide me

On my path to enlightenment.

The moon was full and shining on my pale white face

Letting me feel like I was being watched

Or helped in one form or another.

The darkness helped me that night

The tall trees envolping me into a shade of green

The tall grass covering my ankles, tickling

My toes in the cool mist of that night.

Nature was with me

Helping me through my mindless chatter

My uncontrollable need for reason and purpose

That night changed me

Helped me to figure IT out

To put a stamp on IT.

That night I realized IT didn't matter

IT was nothing

And I was everything.


Sherry B

Sept 3/09

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