Lullaby

The windows cracked and I hear the sound of the wind in the trees and feel the gentle touch of the breeze

the Earth šŸŒ singsā€¦..if you are still you can hear a symphony of the approaching night and itā€™s sounds

the song sings of the cycle as this ball spins bringing light to some and darkness to others

close your eyes and feel the weight as the night swallows its unsuspecting preyā€¦.. only to be spewed out at the morning light and thrust back into the lullaby of life

sweet dreams

Ttucro