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Saturday, April 24, 2010

Dusk

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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