Twilight dawns, the eventide betwixt daylight and night
That soft glowing light from the sky reflecting the sun's rays
Twilight, that glorious state of obscurity and ambiguity
Half-light, semi-darkness, dimness approaches lovely oblivion
So too, do we approach life's cycle as akin to the dawning twilight
Should we not embrace the dawning of our twilight years
Of what are we so afraid, is it the great unknown, the beyond
What if I were to tell you, you should race forward and grasp it tightly
Would I be lying to you. Is it not better over here than over there?
I desire to believe that my twilight will bring me peace, joy and utter
Abandonment of material and worrisome terrors of this world
The twilight of our existence exists not in whether tis here or after
But rather, reflects in the kindnesses that we extend as we pass along
This surreal yet tangible, ambiguous, kind yet a bit unkind world of ours
Twilight, such a beautiful word, extricate from it what you will
Just be ready, when the true meaning of the word ripples over you
Ushering you into twilight's outstretched and welcoming tender arms!
N.A.
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Novel Allen
Existing in mist and shadow. Neutrally Abstract.
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