Night Meadow
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--Night meadow--


A touch of velvet 
making me laugh 
in the early morning.

Nightly I flee 
rose scented gardens 
to watch glittering stars 
from untamed meadows.

Watching silently 
moving eyes, and chest 
slowly a doe and her fawn
enter, bow their heads and eat.

In awe at a slender grace 
non human -- inspiring of mythology --
across lost centuries.


By: David E. Howerton
(c)[08/03/1990]