Silent Sunday

Front yard miniature maple at dusk, Arcata CA

Cosmic Blend

And easily my breath retreats
into the shadows of dusk-driven
light as the air
feeling quietly warm with the damp cold of night soon to come
silhouettes shine sharp and true
the sliver of the most dainty tiny moon calls out
hanging low

Beyond the Day

The day drifts
deeper into the almost night the last hints
of light stretching their stay the cusp of the final glimmer
before twilight where there is the simple
slowing of my thoughts

Compass

Hanging quiet whispering half-full
still quite the pull
dusk lit glow makes me smile knowing
she is always over head cascading
the glimmer of adventure magic familiarity and knowledge
of greater views wider truths mysterious callings

Dusk

Photo By: Carrie

Crater Lake National Park, Cloud Cap Overlook at dusk

Weekly Photo Challenge: Perspective

Photo By: Carrie