Celestial Cycles
There is a sadness
In the sunset
As the dying sun
Fades away,
Twilight mourns
In solemn silhouettes,
And birds retire
To their nests.
Then at moonrise
We see a remnant
Of sun’s beauty in
Its reflected glow
As darkness covers
Half the Earth—
We slumber, awaiting
Sun’s glorious rebirth.
© Connie Marcum Wong
July 11, 2015
Open Poetry Contest
Sponsor Charlote Puddifoot
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