NIGHT QUIET

A quiet horizon slowly absorbs

a flat bronze evening sky,

its edges melting into a dusky mist.

 

There were no low rumbles

or gusts of wind or clouds

forming and reforming;

a weighted silence pressed down

onto a solemn ground.

 

It was a moment of looking up,

Wondering what would be next.

Preparing for change. Waiting.

 

Soon, the bronze sky faded.

Silence continued. Dusk yielded

into night, painting everything black.

 

 

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