I dream of the moon
as it rises over the lake
casting its silver reflection
over a lonely rowing boat
a river of light
twisting and turning
being dragged deep beneath
the darkening water
the first hint of blue
scatters its impression across the morning
and the clouds in the sky hang on
like the clouds up in my mind
so that the only movement is birds flying
in spectacular slow motion
while a white swan drifts aimlessly through life
in the grey below
in the distance
the sound of rain can be heard over the trees
each leaf whispering
in a solidarity dance that ushes in Autumn
it's heartbreakingly beautiful
an overlooked drama
nature's secret
starting to emerge to grab our attention
it feels like the sky is falling
and I'm the only man left alive
my breathing the only thing
that connects me to the dense woodland
the water has become still with my heart
silent on the surface of the horizon
so it sounds like a serenade of sympathy
played to no one
my mind has become sparse now
and I can't remember why I'm here
yet I find these surroundings
to be like nowhere else on earth
and the last things I see
are brown and orange leaves
huddled like kisses around the old sweeping brush
like they were the only observers of this great mystery
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