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Goodnight . . . . Day is dying in the west,



Day is dying in the west,
Heav’n is touching earth with rest,
Wait and worship while the night
Sets her evening lamps alight
Through all the sky.

Holy, holy, holy,
Lord God of Hosts!
Heav’n and earth are full of Thee!
Heav’n and earth are praising Thee,
O Lord, most high!

Lord of life, beneath the dome
Of the universe, Thy home,
Gather us, who seek Thy face,
To the fold of Thy embrace,
For Thou art nigh.

While the deepening shadows fall,
Heart of love, enfolding all,
Through the glory and the grace
Of the stars that veil Thy face,
Our hearts ascend.

– Mary A. Lathbury (1877-1879)

–Anthony Evans Photography ( Cosmeston Lakes Country Park, Vale of Glamorgan, Wales )

Text & image source: Tom Woolley https://www.facebook.com/tom.woolley.12


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May Night!

The spring is fresh and fearless 
And every leaf is new, 
The world is brimmed with moonlight, 
The lilac brimmed with dew.

Here in the moving shadows 
I catch my breath and sing– 
My heart is fresh and fearless 
And over-brimmed with spring. 

Poem by Sara Teasdale

Artist Laura Iverson. Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook
https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/

Good Night!

WHEN the bright lamp is carried in,
The sunless hours again begin; 
O’er all without, in field and lane, 
The haunted night returns again. 

Now we behold the embers flee
About the firelit hearth; and see 
Our pictures painted as we pass, 
Like pictures, on the window-glass. 

Must we to bed indeed? 
Well, then,
Let us arise and go like men, 
And face with an undaunted tread
The long black passage up to bed. 

Farewell, O brother, sister, sire! 
O pleasant party round the fire! 
The songs you sing, the tales you tell,
Till far to-morrow, fare ye well!

From “A Child’s Garden of Verses” by Robert Louis Stevenson.

Artist WENDY MOULD

Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/

Lie you easy, dream you light,






Lie you easy, dream you light,
And sleep you fast for aye;
And luckier may you find the night
Than ever you found the day.” 

― A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad










Art Julia Jeffrey
Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/

O, Sweet Sleep!





O, Sweet Sleep!
Unclutter my mind
Infected,
Infested with incoherent things,
Uncloud my heart
Drizzled,
Engulfed in deep slackness
Of irrelevant feelings..!
O, Sweet Sleep!
Get me into your embrace, 
Sneak into me gently 
In no time
With peace of mind, 
Some refreshing rest in heart,
I wish to arise wise
With a beautiful morning…!


~ Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar











Text & image source: The Celestial Sanctum https://www.facebook.com/groups/celestialsanctum/

It is time to float on the waters of the night.





“It is time to float on the waters of the night. 
Time to wrap my arms around this book 
and press it to my chest, life preserver 
in a sea of unremarkable men and women, 
anonymous faces on the street, 
a hundred thousand unalphabetized things, 
a million forgotten hours.”

― Billy Collins, Picnic.










Art Jacek Yerka.
Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/

Goodnight . . . . Oh, Man in the Moon








“Oh, man in the moon, send an evening star to wink at my dreary eyes,
and I shall make a wish for a peaceful world that spins with no more lies. 

Oh, man in the moon, send the night’s cool breeze to lull my leery heart,
and I shall cast my fears to the wind with ease, and watch them all depart.

Oh, man in the moon, send the sandman’s dust to rest my weary soul,
and I shall slumber in happy dreams until the morning bells do toll.”

― Richelle E. Goodrich.










Art Arlene Graston
Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook https://www.facebook.com/Snowwolfswoodlandnook/