I composed this a very long time ago. My companion was asleep but, unable to drop off myself, I'd risen about 3am and sat by open window listening to the night. There were no sounds of traffic or humanity; just a gentle breeze through the trees and, just once, the sound of a fox in the distance.


An afternoon,

An evening,

A night with scarce a sound.


A little light, 

A little love,

Where least expected, found.

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