The Period of Adjustment
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in the frail blue dusk,
that comes as prelude to dark,
there's a fragile lapse,
one period so oblique,
it's called neither night or day.
this brief moment comes
as if designed to be our
period of adjustment,
before darkness wraps its arms
and the daylight lets us go
there is grace and ease,
that punctuates the twilight,
pausing long enough,
so that we are given chance
to embrace what we can't see.
when last,... it's my time...
to walk in frail blue dusk
one last time, I pray
to have the same exquisite
period of adjustment
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Contest: "Time is of the Essence"
Resubmitted for P.D.'s contest: 100 In a Row #13
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015
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