(711) In Mysterious Ways

Oh the full moon shone bright that night. when all I could see was a silhouette in sight. I stared and glared to make some sense, of the darkness slowly approaching the old picket fence. The air was filled with the drizzle of rain creating a misty atmospheric refrain. I pulled back and stood flush against the shed. A dark shadow hovered over the haystack bed. It was then when I saw a close-up view, of the silhouette caressed by mystic hues. Oh but to my surprise, a faceless hood took on a very real disguise. My forehead filled with cold perspiration, Eyes opened wide, no place to hide. I tried to scream, but as within a dream, my voice-box closed, sealed at the seams. In an act of great desperation, I fell to my knees begging for forgiveness, of many fraudulent deeds. Instantly, I felt the warmth of the sun. Opened my eyes, a new day had begun. Written: May 18/2007