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Night Passing


I gaze at the sun as it melts into the ground

The shadows dapple and dance on the mountains

Their peaks, so majestic, don’t make a sound

A blazing color bursts across the sky like tiny fountains

 

Pinnacles of light create the glowing stars

It seems as if a brush has painted the dimming sky

Suddenly the light fades as if freed from reservoirs

The horizon seems to disappear as the light passes by

 

The moon climbs the sky with a soft silver glow

The wispy clouds wrap around the galaxy above me

The stars become brighter as if flakes of snow

A rush of cool night breeze is suddenly let free

 

The night creatures arise and roam around the world

They lurk around with a shifting ebony presence

The tendrils of the constellations have steadily unfurled

The night somehow turns darker with a rippling iridescence

 

A moment that seemed like an eternity finally ends

The night is now done, has stopped thriving

The blanket of the sky has become an opaque lens

And the day again is appearing, arriving

 
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