In the stillness of the night,
A lone flower blooms in the moonlight,
Its petals soft and delicate,
A symbol of beauty so intricate.
The gentle breeze carries a tune,
As the stars twinkle and swoon,
Creating a magical sight,
That fills the soul with pure delight.
The world seems to pause and hush,
As nature whispers a gentle brush,
Of love and peace that surrounds,
In these moments beauty abounds.
So let us take a moment to be,
In awe of all that we see,
For in the beauty of this earth,
We find our own inherent worth.
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