twilight

It's my favorite time of day and I can't hold the words inside any longer. Twilight brings them out of me. As the outline of the trees becomes black and the night air cold and stiff, peace overwhelms me. There is some mysterious answer to all the world's questions which presents itself as the sky turns a deep, dark blue with the earth silhouetted against it. Shapes and forms void of color are reduced to there mere essence. Everything stills, if only for a moment, to say "it is time"; time for rest, time to lay down one's head, and time for the day's end and night's beginning. When the first star appears-Venus glimmering in the distance- I know that twilight has passed and I must wait for it once again.