There is a time, a brief moment that happens between night and day and as I sat quietly watching the sun go down behind the flaming hills of my autumn world last night these thoughts came to my mind…Read more.
The sun settles silent in the west,
this day no longer shines
but cast its final embers in the earth
in strange shapes and shadow lines
and images of charcoal hills
while the moon begins to rise
and the stars begin to flicker
like sparks in the night sky,
leftovers from the day shine
when the sun burned high.
Its that time twixt now and tomorrow,
the briefest moment this,
when the day creatures settle into
their soft corners of the night time world,
slip into a silent, dark abyss
somewhere in the space of dreamland
and dream what their hearts will
until the sun shall rise again;
but for now, seems time stands still,
lost somewhere in the darkness
as today closes its door
and becomes the memory of yesterday,
a time that is no more.
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