I occupy this space for a moment.
The dark gloom settles on the horizon
and I look out to watch the stillness
move slowly under the tick of time.
No breeze yet, but a storm is near.
The wind chime begins to shuffle
and I feel the darkness grow
to a more full sense of night.
It is the lingering of day that brings light.
Often we claim the coming of night
presses onward the daytime to go
round the world until next morn.
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