The Twilight Dance Of A Night

The moon, set high up in the blanket of darkness. Reflecting the light, twilight now. Dancing alone in the shadows of the night.

Twilight shining through the leaves of the forest, making the water glimmering with its gentle rays of light.

Knocking on the windows, sneaking into the rooms sown with darkness. Making the darkness flee, becoming nothing but shadows amongst the gentle light. The twilight, running through the night, chasing darkness into shadows. Not afraid of it’s unknown.

Diving deep into the waters of the wild, swirling in the rushing streams, dancing in the rain, dancing in the heavy air, releasing it from its burdens.

The twilight sowing time of peace through out the night, dancing quietly in the dark. Accompanying the floating dreams, making them become reality, for the night.

Stars whispering a lullaby in the gentle breeze running through the world. The twilight resting upon a tree, watching over the sleeping world.

Waiting for the sun to rise, the star of life. Waiting to be forgotten, but to be remembered by the dreams, by the lovers, by adventures, by the people.

Leaping into the sky, as the sun rises, saying it’s goodbye but knowing it will be back tonight. The twilight slowly fading away from the earth. Tonight it shall come again to watch over our fragile beings. The big shining star rises, the sleepy rays of its light dispersing the roaming shadows of the night. Marking a new beginning, and sending joy and hope to find in its warm gentle light shining upon the land.