Day's colours begins to fade
for the night to descend..
As the last leaves of the dying tree fall,
rustling through with nothing to linger on
gently disappearing into the shadows
into the home of darkness..
Emptiness deep and dark
all seem like a nightmare.
the shrill deafening and sharp..
Merciful crescent glimmers its silver ray,
brightening the silhouette all over..
Radiance of calm lifts the spirit
soaring and soothing
this is the horizon where it begins where it seems fade and end..