The Night

The Night

The night is free

and the heavens that be,

Dances with me.

The scenery

calms me,

Peacefully.

At last I  feel at ease

A cool breeze,

Lets me feel

The real.

The night,

 A idea that’s composed,

my story is a case that’s closed.

I am enchanted by the smell of a rose.

As the winds transcend,

and the energy is moving through trees

And the night is free.

And the scenery clams me,

Oh yes it clams me

the night.