MY QUIET

I am swimming in the water

of stars.

My skin becomes

moon soaked

with velvet blue

and soft sheets of silver.

Cool air

refreshes my energy.

Over shadowed

by pines

of night green

I hold my eyes

open,

absorbing the

greatness of a

black distance.

I am arrested

by the awe

at the bottom of the

sky;

the end of space

grasps at my fear.

My quiet is

respect.

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