Shadow of the evening
drifts so slowly
playing the occasional
game of hide and seek
between the soft clouds above and
the dense thickets of trees below.

The shadow flickers,
fades and,
flashes amidst a canvass
of cobalt blue sky
bordered by emerald green grass
splashed with tufts of bright
canary yellow colored daffodils and
slices of violet swaying tulips.

The shadow of the evening
thickens and tightens
its powerful grasp
to pull the curtain open and
usher in Venus,
hanging in the western sky.

Her radiance sparkles upon
the purple backdrop
shining,
twinkling,
sharing her beacon of brightness
as the centerpiece of
evening’s show of wonder.

My shadow now gone,
sunken into the fertile fields
waiting for Dawn’s rosy fingertips
to awaken him once more tomorrow.