Darkness crept in from later day- <br />And began its descent with colours of dusk 'round... <br />Lavender to mauve blushed into much darker hues- <br />Befoe the ink black extinguished the day and its sound; <br /> <br /> <br />As life pulsed within and without its full circle... <br />Solitude of tranquility made itself known- <br />Known to strangers of the long cold night... <br />Just outside the wooded forest-a refuge of stone; <br /> <br /> <br />For there are shadows of the tempest tossed- <br />All borne and bred in fables now told... <br />Hidden 'neath the cuff of deepest night splintered- <br />Solitary in the darkness of bitter cold; <br /> <br /> <br />Alone in the abyss of daylights once clear view- <br />Huddled in the twilights last gleaming... <br />Western horizon brush stroked into final dusks passion- <br />While in my bed-i slumber on-sweet dreaming;<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-closes/
