Let me whisper in your ear my dear
of things that oft transpire
when shadows long and toads do song and stars begin to fire.
The space between the here and there
when stillness does descend.
That space to lay your weary head and there's nothing to defend.
Shhh, now. Take a breath, close your eyes for time stands unmoving.
The peaceful twilight
has come to birth, it's gentle power proving.
Come ponder with me amid this calm and listen to crickets sing.
A staccato crescendo heralds the night on a thousand tiny wings.
Savor this moment, an eternity,
where souls go a-roaming
Gone too quick, transcendent pause.
For fleeting is the gloaming.
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