Saturday, March 17, 2012

TWILIGHT

The dawn creeps
and casts itself into a blue shadow
pouring down dew
into the soft sip bed
where the flowers and the reeds
whisper the mystery of peace
that was provided with relief
from the total twilight.

Then crickets hide
beneath the grasses green
Birds flock to the south
to celebrate the freedom
from the winding dark horizon
Refuge is sought
from the creeping aurora
shining, calling, penetrating!

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