When twilight shadows deepen,
And night drapes her ebony sequined shawl
Over the graceful limbs of the trees,
An enchanting evening concerto begins!
Dazzling, in her gown of green,
Nature raises her delicate hand,
As a fragrant breeze gently rises,
And trees whisper in hushed tones,
Like an audience awaiting an aria.
Peepers gather in dew-dampened grass,
Male crickets prepare their music,
An owl hoots sporadically, awaiting his cue.
The coyote stops and listens,
He will soon join the chorus.
A softly haloed moon lights up the stage,
And the masterpiece begins!
Flawless harmony fills the forest,
As a rising crescendo echoes into the night!
The evening concerto plays on,
Until the deft fingers of dawn
Gently lift night’s delicate ebony shawl,
And the daytime musicians take their places.
© Annabel Sheila
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Regis
Blessings,
Carolyn
Be always safe,
Karen
Christine
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY
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Christine
There's nothing in this world that compares to natures musical concert.
Enjoyed very much
You write so beautifully and make your words come to life!.
mary
Your friend, Mark
A masterpiece, indeed, and it's always free, yet so many today never take the time, to take it all in.