Discernment

Tender is the night
That holds us in its sway
Blue dust and translucent light
To moonlight us on our way.
The brush of the cool breeze
With kisses on our cheek.
Friendly warmth of earth to tease -
Steaming with its frost.

by Sarah Kaiman, M.D.

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