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624 by Matto.

Published on March 4, 2014

Moonlight bathed reeds-in chorus with frogs bear witness:
A single, pure orb of water drops to the pool,
Ripples dancing echoes;
Light shining through.

Above the emerald fleeced meadow,
A soft hand caresses the boundary of time, grass, and air-
Warm full eyes shine brighter than the full moon,
Smile carried on the breeze, floating straight to the stars,
Lights everywhere this night.

Such peace within a mind- within a thought.
A wish and longing to fulfill but not create,
A quiet serenity to allow oneself the feeling;
Ripples dancing echoes,
Light shining through!