No longer starless ink
It is darkness to dawn
A once trusted balance
Day for night mistaken

The wild wind docile
Not a whisper of sound
The trees seem to sigh but,
The hush is unshaken

Silence is illusion
A blade of grass reaches
Soft dew drops bleed out
And all the earth breathes in

Gentle fleeing shadows
Shaped away by earning
New shades of the same world
Ready to awaken

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