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From Night to Day
Deep shadow,
silent stars.
A cool midnight breeze
whilst watching wandering constellations
under a molted moon
of pure beams of amethyst.
And thy mind,
like a trailing black cloud
flouting,
drifting,
daydreaming.
You think of it
as a gift of peace and harmony.
Leaving the shadows behind,
you watch the silent sunrise.
Like the chandelier of stars,
the dark of night
has worn away.
