Dusk
Hurry sunset, I need my moon,
in all it's quiet beauty
Be still, wind, I want to "hear"
as eventide breaks o'er the horizon
Silence, birds, head to your roost,
it's time to close this day
Awaken, stars and sprinkle the sky
with bursts of tiny diamonds
Here she comes, my faithful moon,
to guard me and the sea
Lynn West
(c) 2010
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