When seeds of darkness begin to grow
The world is quickly enveloped in a sheet of calm
Glittering, silver moonlight
Guards every window
To try and keep the stars at bay
Little children are tucked to sleep
With gentle kisses upon their cheeks
Their mums and dads follow them
Soon after into the slumberland
Pink fairies in the garden
Who danced upon the flowers
When sunshine fell upon the petals
Have also retreated to their mysterious caves
Black ants crawling below the soil
Have locked up their food in the storage
And are also seeking a small nap
Once the queen has given her permission
The gods in the heavens above
Weary of countless prayers and wishes
Have picked the clouds for a pillow
To rest their heads for a little while
Before the chores of the next day
Even the demons in the galaxy
Tired of causing chaos and disorder
Have marched back to their caves
Leaving their work for another night
All is quiet and serene
You can almost hear the stars twinkle
All the lives are recharging
For their parts in the universe
There is no good now, no evil
Neither a right way nor wrong
Only the cream of innocence reigns now
Upon the faces of the slumberers

Lovely, this poem is very touching.
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Thank you
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I love the image of sleep transcending concepts of good and evil!
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We are all slumberers
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This is a very enchanting piece. Well done!
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Thank you, my friend!
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You’re welcome.
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Nice,it maintains the quality of of work.
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Pink fairies in the garden
Who danced upon the flowers
When sunshine fell upon the petals
Have also retreated to their mysterious caves-Good to visualize.You were absent from 2 days i guess,away from blog n bloggers.
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Thanks! š Yeah I don’t post every day. Only Wednesdays, Saturdays and Sundays.
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Your synthesis beautifully captures the essence of the poem. As darkness falls, the world, bathed in moonlight š, rests peacefully š“, with innocence reigning as all beings recharge š.
Wonderful poem š
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Thank you, Arpita! Appreciate it
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The portrayal of all beings, from children to gods, taking a break from their daily routines to recharge, emphasizes a moment of universal peace. Niceš·
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Thank you, Johnbritto! š
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Have a great weekendš
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Frank, about those gods. You do know that there is only one God in Heaven and He never slumbers not sleeps. Think about that.
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Great poem as usual! Great sharing.
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Thank you, my friend! š
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