A gentle wind through the trees
just a whispering, a soft caress
that sets the leaves a’trembling
chimes are adrift on a trailing wind
and the sky reveals her same stars
scattered like diamonds in the dark
the phenomena that is the night
is now painting its masterpiece
with soft shimmering moonlight
a single breathless moment
overwhelming all other thoughts
my heart is now drifting free
upon the gentle waves of a peaceful sea
such silent beauty and I cannot look away
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 