Poetry of the Nights

Nightscape lift me up into the starry night
higher than the moon blurring free and bright

I am light myself shapeles formless free
travelling endlessly and through eternity

Meaning comes from now and here
existance unfolds from where I stand
no more need to doubt or ask
when I rest in the celestial hand.

One little taste of poetry from the moment…
written spontanously just here and now…

enjoy!

… ❤ Ulrike

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