As Darkness Falls

As Darkness Falls




Trees whisper,
rustling messages, telegraphed
in fluttering, foliaged beauty,
echoing discordant sighs, weeping,
claiming the night for their pleasure.

Hands of dusk entice the sun
to lie within their darkening grasp,
hypnotizing its radiance to slumber
while twilight broadens,
enveloping the rouged horizon.

The heavens begin their ballet,
quickening eventide toward full dark,
the vaulted firmament
bestowing clusters of brilliance,
diamonds, priceless, and unattainable

Opalescent shimmer
of a distant moon,
as glorious as a precious pearl
cast upon a velvet cobalt sea,
swims before a sleeping world.

Silence ensues,
blanketing the singing of the day,
creatures hidden among shadows
begin a restless dance
within this encroaching veil.

Perfumed zephyrs
sweeten the landscape
of fading dreams,
a tangible kiss of final repose,
as darkness falls.

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