poem written based upon this image--online poetry class assignment
Dusk drapes its shawl across the land, softens each stone with silver sand; the sky leans low as stars expand~ all held in night’s gentle keeping. Cicadas sing their twilight hymn, the horizon grows wide and dim; the moon lifts past the canyon rim~ all held in night’s gentle keeping. Old stories rise where shadows twined, whispers the daylight left behind; the world exhales its quiet mind~ all held in night’s gentle keeping. And I, beneath this settling blue, feel time grow tender, slow, and true; the dark restores what daylight knew~ all held in night’s gentle keeping.
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