Darkness falls.
And everywhere, creatures of the day
Settle down to sleep in their beds.
And yet, Night calls.
The cloudy grey curtains, She parts,
To present the symphony of the stars.
The heart falls
As love rises to a melodious crescendo
Orchestrated by each twinkle and glow.
And, the sky calls.
It beckons and tugs every moving thing
To dance with the starlight and sing.
The song falls
On the ears of those who seek to listen,
Its tunes woven into dreams that glisten.
My soul calls.
It replies in affirmation to the invite,
Revelling in the symphony of stars at night.
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