JJFBbennett

  As the sun disappeared below the horizon, I strolled through a garden at night where the lines between reality and dreams were blurred. The moon, a quiet guardian above, bathed the garden in a gentle, silver light, transforming every leaf and petal into glistening jewels of the night. I watched the night-blooming flowers unfurl their petals in a silent, secret dance. They appeared to have whispered conversations with the stars above, sharing secrets of the night that day-dwellers like myself were seldom privy to. The air was filled with the symphony of insects and night birds, and their melody harmonized with the rustle of leaves in the gentle night breeze. I stopped by a pond, its surface a perfect reflection of the cosmos, with stars sparkling like diamonds scattered across its depth. The water rippled as night birds skimmed its surface, adding to the enchantment. This garden at night was a different realm, a world where the boundaries of time and space seemed to dissolve. Here...