The fog lifted like shame
after a forgiving kiss on a brow by a loving parent.
The S of a cat's tail slunk off after an unseen temptation
lurking in the bowel of a shrinking shadow
as colours timidly emerged from rest.
Silver droplets clutched webs with just enough strenght to experience the sun's longing eye before dissipating in the warmth of the spectrum cast by its light.

The night from which I walked has expired from existence
leaving only residue of thoughts as circumstantial evidence of its passing importance.
Stopping the echoed drag and slap of footfall,
I stood tentatively listening,
witnessing one of natures purest gifts:
silence.