Now how shall I describe such a perfect feat of beauty,
For the image that I see is one that will never be seen as gloomy.
The darkness blankets me like a silken starry haze,
The cold I do not feel for I keep a warm sweet gaze.
The high risen mountain around me has a silouette of silver,
The perfect sheen of white and black in a perfect winter.
An orb of shining gentle light carries me to paradise,
The world around me fades away to stars like Adelaide's.
My galaxy that cloaks me on a long and gleaming road,
The soft pure serenity like a river that has slowed,
And this is how shall I describe such a flawless gleaming light,
Without simply saying, "It was a pretty night".
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