I saw a howling moon last night
I imagined the wolf within growl light

Atmospheres away…
The humid around pry
For further attention from me
I felt it so close though it was far.
The gray-silver pearl covered in dark-dust cloud.
Such immense beauty amassed my emotions
To believe the existence of an aesthetic apostrophe…

Indeed I can’t get the Image off my mind.
I had a billion thoughts run through my mind in a moment.
But in the spur of a mundane feel, I realized what it was saying to me.

Rest still…
Be still...

Wherever you head tonight,
I’ll be up here over your head.
Not watching over you…
But be here whenever you need to feel the beauty all around you.