Just before the dusk
a rosy shade of golden blue
fills the sky with tender lullabies.
Feathery, a dreaming cloud drifts by.
Still and soft, this
Breeze whispering its ease within the trees.
The hum of life is seeking to envelop everything
within a scintillating touch of almost spring.
I linger here, within
gracefully forgetting all I know.
One moment flowing easily into eternity.
Oh softest light - the melody of love...
? Michaelette ?
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