Softly, Softly Comes the Night

By Julia Koslowsky

The Day is ending softly, softly
Sun retreats to bower veiled
Bids farewell with bursts of light
And ‘neath horizon gently sails.

The Dusk is coming softly, softly
Blue and pale and cold and white
Trees like ice against the sky
A half-moon rises, dark and bright.

The Night beginning softly, softly
Radiance against the sky
Shimmering light through the trees
The nightingales sing lullabies.

The Night is passing softly, softly
All is undisturbed and hushed
Moonlight shines on what’s below
The creatures sleep and rivers rush.

The Dawn arriving softly, softly
All aglow with colors new
Sun brings up her golden head
The darkness lost to fiery hue.


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