A Magic Night

It was just one of those nights,

every log fit perfectly on the fire.

The moon was still waxing,

just about a turn from full,

so that we were all crazy with its light,

but still building.

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The surface of the water

held up a perfect mirror.

There were rooftop stories,

there were songs in the alley.

The cherry tree finally blossomed.

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The attic was empty,

but the bowl never was.

It was one of those nights,

a reminder that things are unbroken.

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A night of four elements,

it was one for the witches,

a loaded night.

I wouldn’t have guessed,

waking up to the sun,

that it would be the night

that left us shining.

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That those songs would continue.

That what was released with

a breath and a word,

would continue outward

and up to the sky,

where the clouds are now pooling,

and the moon is now waning.

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But that night, still unbroken,

took all its juice on the wind,

and the wind,

always comes back again.
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