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Moonfleck

MOONFLECK


The moon silently engulfs the fountains in a brilliant bath
--- of irridescent shards of silver light.
The white lilies bathe in the ethereal glow of a million flecks
--- of crystal while the fountains laugh a metallic clangor.
The pines sigh and ponder as the soft, cool evening breeze
--- soothes and caresses them with a mild hush.
Reflected in the eyes of a frog, balancing on the metallic surface
--- of the water is the gaze of a million and one stars, parted by
--- the milky band of the galaxy's arm, and the ephemeral lights
--- that pass over us.
A rusty nail hangs feebly out of a pallid plank on the hay-strewn
--- floor of a barn, basking in the lunar lustre.
A nightingale sings out into the night, resounding around every
--- recess of the glade into which it sings; every notes reaching
--- the very depths of it's little heart, and every reed gently bending
--- with the flexing melody of the little avian chanteuse.
The Harlequin practices his dance on the stage agleam, his white
--- face blends with the luminous lunar glow and disappears into
--- the cavernous reaches of the night..
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