Twilight time,
be it day's rise or fall,
brings our cherished companion,
our life's source to us or from.

In hues like kingly plum,
a shy girl's blush,
the Indian turquoise,
diving or surfacing,
it merges through delicate moments.

We wait in it's seamless motion,
watching each second and half,
putting all other details on hold,
soaking up the last or the first of the day's heat,
as the crescendo of light flashes upon the sky.