Merge With the Dark
Bleeding above the horizon of Night,
a blood-red sun inks scarlet beams of light.
And in the blackness of space, amidst stars,
Luna rises, unashamed of Her scars.
Shifting shadows shrink away from moonbeams;
as they start to dance, upon sparkling streams.
A chill arrives, riding an evening breeze;
rustling the leaves atop the swaying trees.
Silence rebukes even the slightest sound,
from unseen critters scurrying around.
And as scattered shadows merge with the dark:
a solitary silhouettes stand stark.
As soon as Dawn's light resurrects the sun:
rising like a phoenix; Sol's day's begun.
And Night's nocturnal critters disappear;
waiting for the darkness to reappear.
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