Twilight

Twilight;

When the world comes alive

Though it looks like it's going to sleep;

When sunlight fades,

Replaced by soft streetlights

That reveal things kept secret by day.

Shadows

Cast by the gentle, warm glow

Tell a second story,

Portray a second reality:

A whole new world merged with our own.

The song of crickets

Fills the place of the birdsong's silence

And the warm night breeze whispers

A truth.

Though the sky's going dark

Fields of vision expand

Light-years away to the stars:

Clarity.

Then the last light goes dim

And the world waits with patience

For each darkness is followed by dawn.