When the storm is near
Running
paw-thud
fills my dreams
shadows along the wall
distant thunder growls
and the leaves murmur
anxiously
but the moonlight swells
to fill the space
between earth and sky
between waking and dreaming.
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and what a wonderful space that is
It is, I know 🙂
That dream state is sometimes just like that!
The moon has been very bright!
Very nice Jane 💜
Thank you xx
A pleasure 💜
It does! (K)
Especially at the moment. Did you see the eclipse last night/this morning? I missed it. Couldn’t get to sleep until just before 3am so was sound asleep when it happened.
It was cloudy during the time of the eclipse, but later on it cleared and the moon was amazing. I’m going to post some photos later with my sleep quadrille.