Saturday, July 22, 2006

Twilight

Tonight
beckons with its stillness,
its lazy calm:
the crickets chirping their benediction.

Tonight
lures with its inky blackness,
its velvety silence
the desolate isolation.

Tonight
comes the irresistible siren’s call:
to revel,
to (be) still
(in solace)
in sleep.

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