The moon shines down from a cloudless sky. The stars little points of twinkling brilliance tossed carelessly across the still blackness of the night. It was one of those rare nights when true beauty was reached. A beauty wasted on the multitude sleeping safe and warm in their beds. The world is perfectly still at this early hour. As if everything ( Read more... )

Nature  by Jillian Smith

Wind is a quiet sound,
Lifting weightless dancers
off trees,
Calming the destruction.

The sun is a solitary piece
of gold glitter,
Giving life to reaching plants,
Warming the earth with
its beaming rays.

Clouds are like cotton candy,
sweetening the ground with
sugary raindrops
And relieving the brightness 
of the sky.

The moon is a ( Read more... )