Random Thoughts

Sounds of the night

... a time to be still and listen

by Shirley Rabb

The sky was nighttime black, except for the hundreds of
stars shining down on this piece of earth.

The lake was dark and still but the sounds that permeated
this time of day were clear.

The peepers never seem to stop their constant chatter in
this springtime evening.

Somewhere from the lake the mournful sounds of the loons
fill the night air.

The dog walks slowly to the shore contemplating the
sounds; wondering, trying to find the origin in the wind.

I listen in awe, as I do many nights, hearing the sounds. As
I stand silent to listen to “The music of the night”.



May 6, 2016


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