The mystic smiled as she approached the water, Love lights a lantern of candles, Hope walks bare footed across a lake dock, Passion exposes appreciation reflected upon a lake, And serenity bines them all in the chorus of twilight.
The stars as its own muse paints a portrait Of itself upon the canvas of the lake, A darkening sky holds council with itself, And serenity takes a seat at the table of twilight.
The wave upon the lake behaves accordingly, Respectful and well-mannered with its’ dance, The music of the waves plays its’ orchestral magic, And makes her the serene conductor of twilight.
Wonder holds her attention on the continent of Friskilight, Humbleness paints a genuine affection, Gratitude is the ultimate thank you, For witnessing the chorus of twilight in serenity.
GF Wisdom | Twilight comes and goes by the heart strings versed at playing the music of serenity during those evenings of silent wonders. ~ Gabriel Foster
