A Midnight Path
If sweet sleep does not bedim your weary eyes
Do not lay abed full of moans and sad sighs
This happened to me just the other sleepless night
And I dressed and wandered in the pale moonlight.
A midnight path was illuminated by the moon’s face
Double beauty given by the reflection full of grace
Mirrored in the lake so extra light came my way
Show well the midnight path more subdued than day.
There was a rustle of the bare trees as I wandered along,
It seemed to sooth my troubled heart with a simple song,
The air was cool but the wind was being kind that night
And the glow of the moon was becoming more bright.
I walked along the tracks that followed the edge of the lake
I even took the longer walk that I would normally take,
The silence was like a blessing of peace and harmony
And it brought a sweet and healing peace to me.
As I wandered home that night along the midnight path
I felt relaxed and knew that sweet sleep would now come to pass,
The pathway glistened with pebbles more precious than silver
And that walk for me did restful sleep at last did deliver
M Ann margetson
Copyright April 20, 2010
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