Metaphoric Whispers
Free fall from the sky
Metaphoric whispers
free fall from the sky
perched upon the evening star
The light leaves with a sigh.
Venus, the star of love
emits her cosmic glow
calling all together
Beyond the ebb and flow.
The shadow’s gentle cover
She holds secrets never told
the world is peaceful at nighttime
held in her fragile fold
Horizons blend with the darkness
The moon is yet to rise.
Faint stars begin to sparkle have
As blackness drapes the skies
The evening star is peeping.
then walks in through my door
into my mind and my soul
And my very core.
The quiet night cools and captures
the daytime noise and trill
gently reorganising
Heat into the nighttime chill.
Metamorphic transformation
sparkles before my eyes
The evening star is calling
she cloaked, in her saintly guise
Forget the faint tomorrow.
or burnt out yesterday
The evening star is lilting.
In outer worldly ways
©
David Rudder
2022
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