Beginning Of The Next End

Day comes to an end,
mystery of night descends.
Shadow flickers grows into darkness again.
The twilight lights of the blinking light,
of the heavenly candles shown so bright.
The wonders of the universe for all to see,
to think if their is others out there like you and me.
Dreams of spirits so free drifting on
breezes of imagination out into the fantastical sea.
Sinking beneath the waves, I pray to see
the day of the next, and the one in store for me.

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