The Murmurs

Trees murmur as twilight permeates the daylight

Sky is filled with a wonderful fusion of feelings

Winged messengers contemplate the nested world

Fluid reflection of the blossoming boughs is surreal

Rhythmic patterns emanate from silent interlude

Nature’s transformation becomes intriguing

Fallen leaves narrate an unknown fate in whispers

Silhouettes fill the background, reflecting mystery

It won’t be long before the stars light up to burn

There is a beautiful realization of darkness 

Gradually, the daylight takes hiatus from all activity

Memories of the day will be sorted before dawn

Mystical darkness will bathe in cosmic grandeur

In solitude, listening to the murmurs was reassuring©