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A poem about the night , and its own special magic.


Submitted:Jul 1, 2010    Reads: 57    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


                                                                                                                       Sundown

An evening sky at twilight with its hues of red and blue , mark the dwindling daylight .

The last great rays burst  through.

Blanketing night comes surely now, covering all as one , ushering in a different world ,

bidding farewell to the Sun.

Setting , waning ,exiting ;  subtley  bidding  adieu , gently bowing , going down

it's Westerly path now run.

Lunar light takes center stage ; a softer illumination ,  accompanied by the Cosmic work

of God's imagination.

These candles sent from heaven ,slowly come to view , as star points on the backdrop

of a night time rendezvous.

Sparkling , twinkling , calling out from  a blue black velvet sea , turning slowly , silently

Galactic harmony.

Lulling a sleeping spinning world , waltzing it through the night .

Journeying in a  boundless Universe ,  unfathomable endless flight.

Here  on humble firma's soil , night life makes a din.

Awakening creatures start their song , a symphony begins.

Nightly breezes , rustle leaves on swaying trees so near.

Raindrops on a window pane calm my every fear.

Softly now , the whole night long , 'til  Dawn comes back around ,

Feel this time's serenity . Listen to the sound.





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