DREAMVERSE - 59 World At Dusk
can the dusk be felt or heard
in cooling air and call of bird
at the entrance of dark hours
when bees depart their closing flowers
and those of wing go roost in branches
while soaring peaks the light enhances
clouds of tangerine and plum
deepen in the setting sun
water ripples silhouettes
shadows soon the world forgets
mysteries these come to play
as nature unwinds another day
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DREAMVERSE - 59 World At Dusk
poem, sunset, trees, lake, mountains, clouds, light, nature
poem, sunset, trees, lake, mountains, clouds, light, nature