THE CIRCLE OF LIGHT: DUSK
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Crescendo....
the day settles,
the night hawk soars.

Twilight's magic,
hear the whispers,
of the restless.

In the gloaming,
hear the voices,
hear the song.

Moonrise....
the night beckons,
to those who cannot rest.

So it begins
with dusk....
the night is alive.

The darkness caresses
a time of peace....
dreams....fears.

The night lives on.
Sound and mystery....
joy and sorrow.

Moonset....
a time of awakening....
a time of change.

The spirits of the night
retreat....
a gentle rustling.

A symphony
as the earth rejoices,
the new morn.

But before the radiant shine of day.
We once again celebrate....
Dusk.

THUNDER
March 25,1997