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The Mystery Force
 
the silence of nightfall is calming, a deep sense of
peaceful respite,
the quiet is so overpowering, it enriches with so
much delight,
the rest it gives in good measure, it's soothing
sensations extends,
we respond without hesitation, through all the great
treasures it lends.


the solemn replenishing magic, it strengthens our
spirit and soul,
with hidden yet mystic resources, it makes our life
fully whole ;
what mystery fills it with passion, to a point we
cannot understand,
yet somehow in all its' fulfillment, we know some
power's at hand.


the force which flows ever outward, guides us,
inspires and leads on,
it's more than some magic potion, it'll never run out
or be gone ;
the depth and scope of its' beauty, lives on in infinite
power,
we'll always know of its' existence, with each passing
and fading hour.

By Wooleyman

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