When worry winds like smoke through midnight trees,
Breathe deep the stars and still the storm inside.
Let moonlight cool the fevered mind with ease—
When worry winds like smoke through midnight trees.
The nightbird sings despite the trembling breeze;
You, too, can hush the panic as it rides.
When worry ...
Very nice great image !! We had this time 1882 entries in the No Theme Challenge and one winner !! Hope to see you all again in the next challenge
Winner @RodakA58