Day 221 — Twilight — Haibun Journey View From My Window
As I gaze out the window, twilight is falling. Everything is becoming shadowy shaped. I listen to the breeze rustle the leaves a mourning dove coos and in the distance a dog barks. As my eyes become accustomed to the growing dark I can make out the green of the maple leaves. Lightening bugs begin to flash. All is quiet and calm.
the lawn wrapped in soft shadow
faint stars dancing