Night Sky
Just past dusk
the sky is a special blue
a color indescribable
egg robin blue perhaps
all else is silhouettes
black trees against intense blue
On the horizon the sky
is peach and stars dot
weakly for it is still light
I breathe in the beauty
peace of dusk tonight
as stars begin to pop
Lost in joy to be alive
existence on a planet
revolving on its axis
I ride the circle
observe light changes
and season slants
This is beautiful, Willow. The strong feeling of joy in living comes through here. I think one cannot help but be joyful when one loses oneself looking up into the heavens....especially at dawn or twilight.
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