A thin slice of luminous moon
hangs over the silhouettes of trees
in the not quite dark
between indeterminate pinkness
hesitating along the horizon
and deep blue above;
stars are not out yet,
but a planet is in evidence.
As the world hovers between day
and night
I am aware
that time never stands still,
this summer will turn to autumn,
this year will end
and another begin,
and I shall not be here for ever.
But for now I am content
to enjoy the peace
of this summer evening.
I love the perpetual assertive tone that reigns over the transitory atmosphere here.Amazing work Erik.