The twilight of day glimpsed over the waves
where shadows contoured the darkness of caves.
The sky paints a scene of a twilight cascade
the vanishing sun continues to fade.
With the passage of time, the sun slips away,
enveloping darkness; dissolving the day.
The sand, once golden, with the hint of a glimmer
now stands dark with no sense of shimmer.
Waters that were once bright aquamarine
now dark and mysterious; depths unforeseen.
The day we knew had withered away
when the moon arose with a creed to convey.
An additional day; a whispered reverie
in place of a genuine, sealed guarantee.

The moonlight breaks through, relieving the void.
renewing the sanity; deafness destroyed.
The stars emerge slowly, piercing the night
in endless harmony with mystic moonlight.
A sprinkling of diamonds filling the sky
suggesting travel as time drifts by.
Universal signs become crystal clear,
cause hope to soar and the eye shed a tear.
A trail of elation runs down the cheek.
the darkness brightened, not eerie, not bleak.
The sun, moon and stars could enlighten us all
if we would just listen; be aware of the call.
But we are wrapped up in our tedious days
and ignore the knowledge the message conveys.

About the Creator
Amy Stowell
Stay at home mother of teenagers who has yet to find my place in life.


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