The tired sun falls behind
In its race across the sky
Subtle reds and somber purples
Dance before your eyes
Soon an orb of silvery white
Is borne unto the heavens
Darkness swallows its liquid glow
Nighttime has descended
Nocturnal vision glowing amber
A hunter seeking prey
The flap of wings guiding death
Shows nature’s violent way
Blackness blankets everything
The soul of Man included
One day, night may never leave
The light of hope extinguished.
Are You Reading Me?
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