Dusk descends across the west
as our yellow dwarf star
surrenders its daily reign -
washing the horizon
in a diadem of refracted light.
Prismatic clouds blaze
like a wondrous skycape
brushed by an impressionist deity
-
conjoining the passing day
with the emerging veil of night.
The first stars have arrived
to escort the silvery moon
along its nocturnal journey.
The season of sleep is upon us.
A few tilts of the hour glass
will transport our circling furnace
just below the eastern peaks -
a harbinger of the coming day.
Dawn and twilight
framed in luminous Alpenglow.
July, 2014
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 7:10 PM UTC
Dusk descends across the west
as our yellow dwarf star
surrenders its daily reign -
washing the horizon
in a diadem of refracted light.
Prismatic clouds blaze
like a wondrous skycape
brushed by an impressionist deity
-
conjoining the passing day
with the emerging veil of night.
The first stars have arrived
to escort the silvery moon
along its nocturnal journey.
The season of sleep is upon us.
A few tilts of the hour glass
will transport our circling furnace
just below the eastern peaks -
a harbinger of the coming day.
Dawn and twilight
framed in luminous Alpenglow.
July, 2014
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