Writers need a place of refuge. I found mine during twilight time - where I could be ME. |
For me, twilight moments are those special instances that need to be relished and spent well. These moments allow me to indulge in self-contemplation... as I empty my thoughts from the clutter brought about by earlier worries and doubts accumulated during the day. ~ SittieCates The sky burst into an array of soft, magical colors soft hues of yellow, orange, blue, and smoky grey The sun hovering overhead began its slow descent And soft gusts of wind passed through the leaves of the trees I sat on an old, dusty oak tree stump Resting on a plush of mossy, green grass The sun splashed trinkets of colorful rays Illuminating on the deep, blue sea Breathing its farewell Ending yet another day Silence dawned on the horizon Gazing at the sky I waited for the stars to appear I sat there... transfixed Enthralled by the wonder Of nature's magical charm Breathing in the scent of wild flowers nearby A hint of contented sigh escaped my lips This is my refreshing refuge from the chaos of the world Where the anguished cries of humanity never echo in the breeze I stood up Dusted off myself... and walked on It is time to move on... But I'll be back again tomorrow To experience The beauty and calmness at twilight hour. |