Upon the canvas of the twilight sky,
A tapestry of stars begins to weave.
Each twinkle tells a tale, oh so high,
In cosmic threads, the mysteries they leave.
The moon, a gentle orb, serene and bright,
Casts shadows on the world in silver hue.
A sonnet whispers in the tranquil night,
As dreams take flight on wings of midnight dew.
The sun, in morning's tender, golden kiss,
Awakens life with warmth and soft embrace.
Yet shadows dance, as daylight fades to bliss,
And stars emerge in night's celestial space.
In verses penned by nature's hand divine,
A sonnet lingers in the grand design.
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Comments (3)
Beautiful nature poetry
Well done, My Friend. Well done.
Nice!