This Dusk

This Dusk *** Night begins tipping its massive Glance into my window, Its wispy bangs protecting early Sight of the diamond highlight Topping its black pupil, which also Carries a dimmed reflection of me, Seeking its lovely solace; A picturing of the hymns to which I listen... Comforting Night comes with its still Surrounding arms, hugging like No human will, for long patient Hours, without any other deeds to call it away; Extending stars’ shine to kiss my cheeks and Preface dreams to stroll the soon sleeping hours — A budding in sub-conscious mystery and The magical, as yet untraveled, galaxies That embrace my wonder — So blessed and nurtured ...Comes The moon, Even beyond clouds, To witness prayers. ——————————————————————- (c) Sally young Eslinger 5/2021 Thanks be to God