a note: click the flag. turn your sound up. format: free verse -night’s embrace- i look at the sky, a canvas of gray, where stars once twinkled, now hidden away. the moons soft glow, now a ghostly sight, in the gloomy embrace of the endless night. the wind whispers tales in a mournful tone, through the skeletal trees, standing alone. yet, in this gloom, beauty does reside, in the quiet strength of the nights dark tide.
