the reclamation of twilight

i stood beneath the soft black tent of the sky

watching the stars peek through the after-dusk

dark trees cast lacy silhouettes upon the horizon

as crickets sang their lullabies to the drowsing world

my toes grew chilled in shadowed grass, soft earth

clinging, embracing feet bared in contentment

the human race hummed by on the highway

outside my homely sphere of wonder 

the topmost of cassiopeia’s points winked cheerily

as a friend or a lover might to a dear one

on october’s eve i stood in the deepening darkness

emancipating the hallowedness of twilight