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Grab your shoes, take a step,
Come along with me,
Leave behind, your worries dear,
It’s time to now be free.

Look outside, and see the stars,
Feel the nighttime air,
Forget about what worries you,
And set down that despair.

Take a breath, and feel your heart,
Beating in your chest,
Run into the nighttime’s arms,
This isn’t time to rest.

Move amidst the gentle fields,
Waving in the breeze,
Feel that wind, brush past your face,
And let your spirit ease.

Find a spot to rest your head,
And see the universe expand,
And feel the joy and peace there is,
The perfection, in holding hands.

And hear the call, the nighttime makes,
When people aren’t around,
The peace within your very soul,
That’s there, to just be found.

And maybe just, that little time,
You spent in nighttime skies,
Will clear away, the clouds you see,
And open up your eyes.

For all we are, is simple beings,
Set here upon the ground,
And all heavens, look down on us,
With all the things around.

And if we could just, feel that warmth,
And take it deep within,
We’d start to leave our fears behind,
And joy would then begin…

For the perfection in silence… and being one with the universe.

-CJG 09/30/2021

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