After the Dayglow

An old poem...

After the dayglow,

sun loses the sky

continue on to darkness;

into mystic memories.

 

Moon shines on through nothing,

and daylight energy sleeps

calm sweet tendrils of wishes

curl upwards to the heavens.

 

Time slips on till morning

stars fade in the sky

awaken, pull towards rising

remembrance gone and living.

Author's Note

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