Dusk
the cycle of nature
of day and night
endlessly churning through time
the joy of the day
is stripped away
while night lies close behind
the sight of the light
consumed by night
confirms what always was true
none can stand against night’s might
all memories of light fade to gray
in this ceaseless haze
all-consuming, all-powerful
perceptions changing, insurmountable
as tormenting shadows reign
but, once again, light shines
darkness dispelled
without rhyme
as morning’s hope
brings the will to cope
on to another day
Copyright © Autumn Violeta | Year Posted 2025
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