Moonlit Meander - Canvas

Moonlit Meander - AI Emily Dickinson

'Twas a silver night,
Beneath the still, cold sky
The moonlight shone before me,
As I slowly passed by.

Tall meadow grass,
Glowed ethereal white
Each blade a delicate line
In the starry night.

Dew drops melted
As I beheld my way;
My heart beating to the rhythm
Of my meandering day.