Impending Gloom

Measly shadows, painted on the promise of darkness, stretch across the open fields, as nature changes her complexion. Lake Erie, a bright orange, burns while the sun plunges into speculation. The egrets know it is coming; boisterously, they perform the ritual of the twilight. Children sneak the last play, as the darkness tiptoes in. The soft wind carries the thoughts of creatures stirring; mortals warming up for the thrills of the nightlife. Joy is pending, laughter is imminent, but death will take its toll. It’s the tale of two jungles existing side by side. The dusk, at a snail's pace, settles in; the sickle-less reaper of souls. There are strange affairs when these jungles come alive.