Fay Slimm.

MYSTIC.

 

Mystic.

 

The sky idly changes
as day is erased,
awesomely flaring
with in-coming night,
slowly emerging
like sooty-grey fur
as dusk\'s dim silence
begets more graces
while I wordless 
praise the One who
such beauty maintains
as light-to-dark merges
in mystic twilight.