Photograph by J. Trent |
Night Song
by John Trent
Phantoms glow and soar through heaven
Lone ancient orb returns
Quiet and serene, darkness arrives
The stage is soon discerned
Creatures of the night, rejoice in song
Shadows celebrate with dance
Wind and trees whisper sweet joy
Performing, not by chance
The crescendo attained, the dawn draws near
Grand ancient star returns
Darkness hides as sunbeams chase
Sleep, the sentinel yearns
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