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Lavender turns to muted shades

In soft shifting Whispers upon the stage

As Twilight bends its Tranquil head

Sighing sweet breezes upon its bed

In listless anticipation of midnight Balm

A Breathless moonbeam amid the Calm

Stirs these notions, so soft a-slumber

As I lift my gaze and Seek to number

The myriad perceptions; the Host of Light

Bedecked upon the Velvet Night

In Subdued antiphony of Intractable Rhyme,

Delicate Grandeur


Yet Sublime!






Beautiful photograph found on Pinterest.Β  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original photographer.Β  Thank You~