silence soars softly into the night
prayers wisp-whispers upon thy brows,
as calm clear water that balms and soothes
wearied wings past a day-long flight.
the sun sings as it slumbers
a lullaby of magenta and warm bright ambers.
then the moon smiles
quiet, simple, and slight
amidst promises
and the twinkling night.
the world ends.
the dream begins.
