POEM
My Seventeenth Poem : A Moonless Journey
Veil of Night
Beneath the shroud of darkness, we set our course, On a moonless night, with no remorse, A journey through the unknown, a path untrod, As we embarked on this nocturnal odyssey, with no facade.
The road ahead, a ribbon of shadowy black, No stars above, no moon to track, But in our hearts, a flicker of light, Guiding us forward through the velvet night.
The world asleep, in peaceful repose, As we ventured where only the darkness knows, The hum of the engine, a soothing sound, As we navigated the midnight’s profound.
Through silent forests, we made our way, Where ancient trees in silence sway, Their branches reaching for the sky, In this midnight world, where mysteries lie.
The road unfurled like a winding stream, Through valleys and hills, a timeless dream, The world transformed in the dead of night, As we journeyed on, out of sight.
A distant howl, a lonely cry, Echoed through the night, up to the sky, The creatures of darkness, both near and far, Invisible spirits, beneath the stars.
The air was crisp, the scent of pine, A symphony of senses, in this moonless shrine, The road stretched on, a ribbon of fate, As we pressed forward, it was not too late.
Invisible constellations, the whispers of the night, Guided us on with their gentle light, The universe above, a celestial map, As we charted our course on this moonless lap.
Through sleepy towns and silent streets, Where dreams were born and secrets kept, The world in slumber, a tranquil sight, As we journeyed on into the night.
In the rearview mirror, memories left behind, In the darkness, they slowly unwind, But ahead lay mysteries, yet to be unveiled, On this night journey, where destinies are scaled.
Through the hours, we ventured on, As the night’s tapestry was woven and drawn, The road, our canvas, the car, our steed, In the silence of night, we found what we need.
At last, the first hints of dawn’s embrace, As the sky’s colors painted across the space, A night journey’s end, a new day’s start, With the secrets of darkness, etched in the heart.
The night’s journey, a memory to keep, A venture through shadows, a journey deep, As we return to the world of the living and light, With the echoes of the night, still burning bright.
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