The night yawns and slowly wakes up as
A tired sun dips below the far horizon.
Behind soft grey clouds hides a pale
Crescent moon still drowsy as it
Looks down towards a dark world.
The peaceful moon silently reflects
Upon a troubled Earth. It looks down
Without comment or preconceptions,
Faithfully lighting the night sky.
Lakes shine in the iridescence of its
Lustrous silver glimmer.
Wild animals gently sleep in its glow,
And owls watch throughout the night,
Hooting in rhythm with nights pulse,
As other nocturnal creatures scurry
Here and dash there for food.
Occupants from weary houses sleep,
Resting from the day's monotonous
Languor. An oppressive stillness in the
Heat of the night lifts by the early dawn
As active chimneys signal breakfast.
The moon, now tired and needing rest,
Slips beneath the far horizon just as
An orange glow wakes nature with
Birdsong and the morning dew kisses
Sleepy grass with a gentle breeze.
A wonderful poem so beautifully written. The beauty and tranquility of nature as the world sleeps.
Congratulations for this wonderful poem being selected for the POTD.
I especially like the second line
too beautiful to comment
This poem makes want to walk past midnight to appreciate how beautiful the night is and just watch the sun as it rise up, Thank you for sharing!
I look at your every poem! I find great poetic beauty in each of them. Moreover, i appreciate the way you structure your poems. This one is another beauty....5 stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Brilliantly penned with great style and elegance. Thank you David...Heartiest Congratulations..Top stars