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Sunset balances red upon the hills
Stealthy quiet has reached it's plateau
Somewhere, a train moans out a warning
Long loving thoughts of home return
Fleeting mauves, silence once more
Peace seems to have settled
In shadowy cedars feathery branches
Crescent moon holds up a
Violet canopy of flickering stars
Gaudy streetlight, cars hum by
Confusion among the fauna
Sidewalk whispers telling stories
Revealing wooden heels, and
Voices off in the distance
A child's crying is soothed
Waxen green tendrils warmed
By the buttercup yellow
Of a small window lamp
Upstaged for moment
By the crackling snap and sweep
Of dry Summer leaves caught
With twigs beneath my steps
Strange, the fascination
Of all things encountered
Captivating the imagination
As we behold life
In the reverie of our existence
Gentle, the swaying of spirit
Calm, are the many waters
Still is the soul at peace.
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