She sits alone on the edge of a cliff
And gazes far into the open land
Not a single soul can be seen
Till her sight has reached the end

The sky is without a single star
And without the moon
The air is so very still
It brings to the night a certain gloom

Not the slightest sound can be heard
From her howling mates
Not even a sound of the night bird's hoots
As if it is one of her gruesome fates

The night is so dark and quiet
The land looks so shadowy dead
She feels like her heart is breaking into two
And shattering onto the soft green bed

But her heart is strong
She knows she will never bow to the unfriendly sight
She then stands proudly tall and stares into the sky
And she gives her most beautiful song for the night
That very moment, she knows she is alive!

~ Manzil~

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