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That Night
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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
