Within the Setting Sun

Light dawns within the setting sun.
Transforming blue into the indigo.
Humidity hangs heavy in the air.
Heat pulsing through earth's veins.
The rabbits hide in fields of wild flowers.
Mice scamper through the nether lands.
A sudden breeze and all the trees are fanned.
Feathery, the art of flight.
Engaged by darkness in the light.
The threshold opens out to everywhere.
Another step, another day.
Light dawns again
within the setting sun again...

? Michaelette ?

7/10/2004
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