The majestic madness of the sky
stays with me when I go inside
to lie down in my bed.
The stars come out behind my eyelids
and sleep silently stalks me
until dreams begin to hold sway.
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Evening reins held
Night mare clouds
Canter over horizon
To rise with dawns glow.
Jonathan, beautiful words and picture