Evenfall
*
wrapped by stars
against dusk's glow,
stillness
resides within:
breaths change into tunes
quiet...lull
as dew ~
on the brink
of moon,
gods arise *
with kismet
in pure enchantment--
when eventide cuddles
me ````
through meditation.
*
Pick-A-Title, Vol 17 - Yalto - Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh 5/18/2020
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