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Twilight mist drizzle dewdrop kisses upon clay
as forlorn creaking of tattered limbs thirst new life,
and frosted green blades beneath oak's canopy lay
dormant...
Night prowlers fall victim to ravenous birds of prey
as hollowed trees echo crickets' combative chirps,
and frosted green blades beneath oak's canopy lay
dormant...
Croaks repulse serpents while in shadows they stay
as forelimbs swoop on wind's wings marking echoes,
and frosted green blades beneath oak's canopy lay
dormant...
Sunlight's affection kisses dawning eyes with warming rays
as songsters twitter a melodious symphony, arousing dance,
and spirited green blades beneath oak's canopy begin to play.
Harmony: nature's fury, nature's dance, begins with a kiss.
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'Tis the hour before full dark,
When the day comes near its close,
And the starlings chase the insects
Through a sky of deeper
And the spectrum, suddenly, a paradox
As the light fades and the darkness is held at bay
A suspension in time, where reality
Something about Twilight
Something about walking in twilight
Lends itself to quiet contemplation of the night
In the cold, a
A state that's not been quite defined
Between full night and when the sun will rise
With eyes wide open you wait out this time
I
by Ian Lundbom
In daylight they writhe
In darkness they are blind
In moonlight they die
From twilight they are born
From birth they are
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