Nighttime

It is Nighttime who sets all the world to shade
trees become dark as daytime shadows fade,
leaves whispering as spirits pass them through
longing to glisten in early sunlight’s shining dew;
yet they happily settle for the Moon’s misty rain
until rosy watered Dawn arrives yet again.

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