#dusk dancer

(A poem about the graceful, eternal dance of dusk and the cosmos)

How beautifully she slides

Across the marsh

Fireflies are her spotlight

The stars her audience

And her partner?

Oh, why, that’s the moon

With its ever-shifting phases and moves

One night, it’s fast-paced samba

The next a slow waltz

Always there

Always faithful

Until she turns back into stardust

Where she can dance her dance

For others to see

And join her

– Kayla Peart, Moonflwr

(Photo by Nils Leonhardt on Unsplash)