We live for this, being
here and now. Where
the lines converge
in this special moment.
We leave the shadows
behind and return
from the effloresce of twilight
to the embers of day.
In this Elysian light
we are radiant with the sun.
Reflecting splendor
like all the myriad facets
of icicles in the eves.
At our feet lay sequins fallen
from the hems of angels passing.
We may find the cache
of heavens earthly promise
but it may prove
temporal and elusive.
The shades of night still
descend. They reach
out to us through the trees
with their long fingers.
It is time to go,
but this is why
we are here.
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