Twilight Imagery Poem by Heather Iverson

Colors dance around me and visions of ecstacy entertain my senses.
Images flash before my eyes, blinded to reality.
The wind flirts with the trees, and nature's voices tease me.
The sun has laid its head to rest; the moon displays it broad face.
Twilight has begun its orchestra of illusions.
The horizon, the shimmering lake, vast meadows, and my foolish fancy,
all-the canvas of twilight's genius. The mystery seduces.
Day and night embrace, worlds collide, before going their separate ways.
Stars are twinkling above, reflections in my eyes.
Elixer, silver potion, transport me to new dimensions.
The things I see at twilight; dazzling revelations.
Hush, pray don't speak.
Let us linger in twilight's imagery.