Wednesday 27 February 2013

Dusk Dawned

The trees danced to the music of the wind,
As the sun gave its last warm smile,
The heavens grew beautifully dull,
As the dusk chill blew in steady.

I swore I saw a shooting star,
Made a wish silently deep within,
I closed my eyes to breathe in the crisp,
Made me a bed of coulds and cover of skies.

So much ran through my mind in a wink,
All that sunk within and showed with out,
So sweet was the quietness and peace,
All in the magic of dusk.

Just as God made woman for man,
Dawn and dusk were made to relate,
Just as dusk is a blessing,
Dawn is a new chance to make it right.

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