Ode to Night:

Twilight arrives, breaking the day asunder
A wanton day, awry with wailful worry,
Awakened night, sanguine, sudden, surreal
Replaces calm that Day must always plunder.

Soft blue Night, envelope me completely,
Disclose every wondrous, star-wrought wave,
Lift great leitmotifs of lilting laughter,
Let your swaggering Air romance me sweetly.

Gather up each waft of rapt attention,
Proferred to you, swift Night, infinite Moon,
Insensately I stand here, resolute,
One tiny form among your grand dimension.

Although the Sun may conjure up each new day,
One dawn, for some the first, others the last,
My inner self will hide away til twilight,
In darkness I will find my Solace always.

-Kimberly N. Hunt
May 1991


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