Beckoning Beckoning Is the Night

Beckoning … beckoning is the night In its ice blue grey and snow gold light Beckoning … beckoning is the night The swallow has long since whispered away the cardinal and so too …blue jay have strayed but now in the beckoning light the beckoning …beckoning of the night comes the sweeping and keeping comes sweeping and keeping in the night The sky is still ….but wild edged with light Bluish... high... tight ...grey but the branches swirl and deeply breigh beckoning…. they are beckoning the night into night Come wild and courageous into fading light Tis just the beckoning beckoning…. of night the sky dark blue does and does not ....betray the coming… coming of end of day and still it comes the end of day with the beckoning ...comes beckoning the…beckoning of night The light is waning and so day’s might beckoning as we bridge to night the wild things move on stealthy flight beckoning beckoning into night The beckoning beckoning of the light wild things shudder and take quick flight The beckoning beckoning of the night the wild things move and take to flight When tomorrow's dawn will cast first light! @Ingrid Showalter Swift