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The Wind blows, Seas Roar, midst local Gulls cry;
Sounds that comfort, not disturb; what is the reason why?
A deep Waterfall near a working Mill;
Allows restful slumber, more so than if still.
Yet a creaking door or stair step, can cause a mortal fear;
Branches lashing on glass panes in a storm, may generate a tear.
Discomfort is an odd feeling, perhaps of loneliness and despair;
I am sure many reading this, will have been ‘Right there’!
Two people walking through a Wood with dogs in the dead of night;
Take strength from the animals and each other, as they’re guided by torch light.
Yet alone; the creak of a tall tree bow or screech of a Tawny Owl;
Will set the mind to panic mode, imagining something on the prowl.
I recall myself walking home, up the high walled lane, hearing a snort in the evening gloom;
I began to run with fast beating heart; Yet it was a horse, alone in its grass filled ‘Room’!
Darkness, Stillness, the shine of Full Moon in Brightly Starlit, Sky night;
Can conjure dreams of Magical Wonder, Mystery and Desire: Or insurmountable Fright!!