Darkness Descends
A spent sun shimmies down a sanguine sky,
into the ebony blackness of space.
And birds roosting in trees no longer fly,
while a full moon rises to find its place;
smiling down on Earth with a friendly face.
Chameleon clouds, crimson, and cerise,
graze the horizon like woolly pink sheep.
And as ruby rays of sunlight decrease,
slumbering stars awaken from their sleep;
while shape-shifting shadows stealthily creep.
Silhouettes merge, as dusk's darkness descends;
blurring the edges, where night's curtain drops.
And as the day's chatter silently ends,
billions of stars morph into backstage props;
while the show continues, and never stops.
A cricket's chirp announces the next act:
when nocturnal creatures take center stage.
And as moonbeams and fireflies interact,
owls and bats start to flex their wings backstage,
while the diurnal players disengage.
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